Nothing of the Kind
I may wear planets as if they are pearls
But I am not your Messiah.
I may eat fire
But I am not a Dragon.
My underwear drawer is not lined with seraph's feathers.
My eyes don't hide galaxies like you think they do.
Don't look at me like I can walk on water.
Don't bow before me as if I'm holy.
Believe me when I tell you
I am nothing of the kind.
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