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My oldest of enemies,
Thought processing fiend,
So full of ways to undermine me.

True culprit of my woes,
You answer to me, yet to no one at all.
I know what you are, yet
I truly do not.

To know your true face,
May I dive beneath the waves of sanity?
Shall I waltz to your ever discordant tunes?
Or will you forever elude me?

If time may prove just one thing;
I'll evermore stand against you, until I win.
Another of my puzzle poems. I've actually had the hidden sentence and solution to this one written down long before I wrote the poem itself, I just wasn't sure what to do with it. Some realizations brought to light by recent events, however, made it clear what it was for.
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dagoth-jeff Featured By Owner Aug 16, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Very clever wording :)
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Lilithmae1231 Featured By Owner Aug 16, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you. :D
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Aerode Featured By Owner Aug 13, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
This is beautiful. Excellent job.
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Lilithmae1231 Featured By Owner Aug 13, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you very much!
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Aerode Featured By Owner Aug 13, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Anytime.
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