sometimes it’s best
to learn of ourselves
by another’s rejection
and excel at the art of loving
what it seems no one else can
to alone make of ourselves
a temple of self-knowledge
to make of ourselves in solitude
a holy citadel of love
so when we throw the doors wide
for fresh air and human voices
we might recognize the one
by their equally distinct architecture
while standing grandly beside
instead of becoming small
and warily drifting in to worship
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