See

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See

I see you in a myriad of lies

That creep out of the mire

Where values are bent into

A subjective view of reality

Where truth is broken

Into a storm of falsehood

Can we ever know what happens

In a maze that we are lost in

What values can we trust

When they fall from the insipid lips

Of false prophets of gloom

A victim of falsehood!

A victim of falsehood!

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