feast your eyes upon my imperfection
my faults
the places I am still developing
here is your introduction
to a new kind of leader.
I am not raised on a pedastal, guiding from above
I am right next to you, in the mud.
I know you can see me now
my power.
it was only ever invisible to you
It was always there
It always existed.
and now you can see it.
do you have the power to let power go?
do you have the power to remain unseen?
by those you keep closely?
Do You Have The Power To Be Misunderstood?
this is power.
now you SEE me.

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