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You speak so soft, the voices must be so loud

The one who told you to lie, he’s the honest man.

If today is real,

Tomorrow is an illusion,

May I illustrate?

Such a pretty face, but with a world so vile.

It’s only a secret

If you don’t say “Don’t tell”

How empty your mind must be;

When filled with so much knowledge.

Who will understand

When there’s nothing to be understood?

Shy thoughts are a boaster’s words.

Fear will follow,

Regardless of the orbit you fall,

 selfish but selfless

how scary it is, there’s something in nothing

And nothing in everything

 

 

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