Poem: There may be more that is not obvious

There may be more that is not obvious

I would not notice at all
because I am too close
or know too much
or too little that is real,
too little that is not a lie
I have been telling myself
or hearing so long
it sounds like my own words.
I think I know something,
more than just something, too.
I think I know more than that, even.
That is what I think of myself,
and what I know.  And of course I think that.
It is the easiest of the answers
and takes so little of the blame.

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