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Minister’s Daughter?

jansmatters.com, July 9, 2025

I appear as a minister’s daughter
Rather than a person with a past

My persona ingrained
My reality a constant clash

I act with apparent compassion
Filled with a sense of derision

My actions entrenched
My passions a constant collision

Outside Inside
Inside Outside

Conflict in the depths of perception
Dissonance at the heart of cognition

Sleepless nights – restless days
Hesitations bred of inhibition

Inside Outside
Outside Inside

My passions a constant collision
My actions entrenched

Filled with a sense of derision
I act with apparent compassion

My reality a constant clash
My persona ingrained

Rather than a person with a past
I appear as a minister’s daughter

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  1. Catherine Pilant says:
    July 9, 2025 at 3:31 pm

    Great poem!!

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