Knowledge increased by fury
who can stand?
Even His Angels worry.
What has made this good apple so rotten,
Aiding alone the bruises it's gotten.
This joy has not harmed them nor another,
so how is it evil when it they discover!
How great could they be
when they fail to see
the greatness found also
inside of me.
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