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| truth behind that mirrored glass there is a soul, a forgotten mind wanders endlessly over one truth. she ceaselessly knocks trying to awaken it in you but you cannot see her, you need only see yourself you are absorbed enough to think that you are complete, you aren't, not without the truth. the girl in your head skips unheedingly passed an alleyway, one that leads to truth. she says that there is no need to waste sight on a seemingly empty alleyway, again, when you look truth in the eye you cannot see it you have sight but are blind, blinded by your own human, there is not enough dream in your blood. ---M.Walsh Copyright (c) 2001 by Margaret Walsh. All Rights Reserved. |
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