I have a gift, you see
To look down beneath:
The skin
The muscle
To the depths of your soul.
It may seem eldritch
Or maybe impossible
But I have this gift
That is very admirable.
This gift, you say
What is it?
How does it work?
Well, it is powerful.
I can see your thoughts
Your dreams
And even your lies
I can detect your emotions
In a blink of an eye.
My power..gift
Is for my eyes to see
I can see the inside out
And help you
Becaue I hold the key.
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