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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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