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Astride confidence – g walks in, limbs of a sphinx, golden breastplate radiates

Dark eyes set forever, Elizabeth Taylor Beauty – how are you more precious to me

Than I am to myself? And you wonder why you’re a target – your confidence, g

Within Egypt’s ancient wealth, that Spirit lies hidden ‘neath riddle of Time itself

For I can’t forget you, but I’ve forgotten myself – g walks in, now I’m someone else