Saturday, June 5, 2010

Maybe if I told the truth more often.
Maybe if truth was true and not made up.
"You have all the reasons to believe!", he yelled frantically.
"I wish you were intelligent", I said.
But only to myself, and only to the ants on the ground
and the cat on the balcony.
And I moved on by standing still,
always and everywhere looking for reason behind treason.
An explanation is always fake,
and we have nothing true.
But if you search for guidance, here it is.
You have it..

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