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Veracity


The wind blows as you come across my path Surroundings fall indifferent and hushed A heart filled with irrepressible wrath Can no longer move as it has been rushed The nerves within react with great distress Unable to contain a patient mindset Beneath active hate one cannot suppress To proceed can cause profound public debt Yet a hate can have power from within The sound of rock propels one to listen Veracity trickles through deadly sin A pristine smile can no longer glisten As long as one can feel there is no deal Unless the feelings were truly real
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