I know that you know, too,
And I know now what you know of me,
And must admit that this is something new.
It places me in another kind of state,
Where everything is twice removed,
And where when we meet I'm a little humbled,
Because I'm also a little nude.
But really isn't that better,
Than for me to live a lie?
I suppose so, if you remember,
That, like everybody, I'm made of many guys.
And it's alright,
If this is not what you were expecting,
Wait a little and see who I am then,
And you will be doing some introspecting.
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