The veil

Sometimes we don't see
Something is causing us
Hurt
Until someone lifts
That veil
Your eyes become
Opened to the true
Nature of the thing
Sometimes it hurts
To see the truth
Or we become so
Blinded by our own
Hopes and dreams
That we need help
Lifting that veil
Hopefully
Nothing bad comes
From the veil
Being lifted
We should
Thank the person
Who helped lift it
They have saved us

This poem is about: 
Our world

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