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Undermine

He speaks of things
I keep hidden.
Emotions or feelings,
driven 
to my depths.
What does he want me to be?
I’m not ensconced
in mystery or a shroud.
The only cloud covering, 
is in the sky.
Why must he dig for something
he might never find?
Sometimes,
the unexamined mind
is sometimes better
left 
unmined.