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The Lost Truth


The world is a empty place Full of hate and disgrace Full of so many lies A place with no allies Everyone seeks the truth But it's broken and bruised Little white lies Surround our daily lives There is no remorse For this tragic course As you take a look around Society is crumbling to the ground
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