My Anonimity

You don't know me.
And that's just fine.
I prefer my anonymity.
I don't have fame or fortune
or paparazzi following me.
And that's okay.
I cherish my anonymity.
I don't have a big house
or fancy, foreign cars.
And that's the truth.
I hold tight to my anonymity.
And to be perfectly honest,
what I don't have is mute.
Because I have my Lord
and my loving family.
And those are the only things
I embrace and hold more precious
than my anonymity.

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