Fraud

You live with the stories you write
Anything else — and youre just a fraud
Easy to see through, easy to bite

No burning passion, nothing that will ignite
The heart of the awaiting listener

Become the whisperer
Reveal thoughts like conscience speaking to oneself
Like a wise book taken from the shelf
And the world of wonders opened
Right into the consciousness
Of the ones ready to be enlightened

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