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(Written: 1/25/96)

It's so easy to hold this guise when someone is here.
As soon as they walk way, I feel it melt away.
Step by step,
back to my normal contenance,
that oneof pain and dispair.

That feeling in my thoat, it comes up from my stomach.
I'd like to vomit all the filth from inside me.
But I keep it held back inside me.
I fear I'll humiliate myself,
with the stain of my sin.

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Joshua S. Bell
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