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I hate the poems that write of obvious truths and cap it off as something meaningful and important, when it's no more revolutionary than saying the sky is blue. No, I prefer the poems that lie about life, claiming false declarations just to see how it looks on a page. Those poems speak more truth than all the rest combined.

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