And you delve into their soul,
Privy to each and every secret,
They condescend to dole,
And get a sense from looking into their eyes,
That they have nothing left to hide,
That they wouldn't hide from even themselves,
And you can't distinguish from out and inside,
And you're at a point where it's not even necessary,
To be nice,
As you would to anyone but yourself,
And you find it easier just to fight,
Well, then, it's alright,
To move on to the next stage,
Where you forget all you know about each other,
And go out together from your melded souls' cage.
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