Truth
The cold envelopes me in its frosty arms
Protecting me, saving me from love’s harm
Building me up, filling me with strength
Teaching me the world at great length
Breathing its knowledge into my soul
Whispering the secrets of the world
Showing me the darkness that hides behind the light
Showing me the wrong that hides behind the right
Opening my eyes to the lies, to all the greed
To all the evil of people who use it to fill their needs
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