Take me to the place where I am known.
I want to go where I am no mystery.
I want to be free of all that is false,
And be clothed instead with simplicity.
Take me to the place where I am known,
Where the patches fall and the makeup runs.
I want to be where I cannot impress.
I want to feel whole when completely undone.
Take me to the place where I am known
Where there is no fear, no urge to hide.
It is the place I most look like Him,
Where both our arms are open wide.
Take me to the place where I am known
And there may I be ever found.
The only place where I belong
Is the place where only He's renowned.
Take me to the place where I am known.
One thing I ask; just this I seek.
Take me to the place where I am known,
And a knower of Him is all I must be.
My, my, my... we are writing poetry little one? I like it. You may start your whole to be known book idea with this! Muah!
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