The best of me is hidden,
hidden from all, forbidden.
The worst of me is visible,
The best forever invisible.
The best you may see,
If only your eyes open were to be.
The worst is all you observe,
You feel that's all I deserve.
The best will remain obscure,
For your blindness there is no cure.
The worst is all I will show,
That is all you will ever know.
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