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Truth and All His Friends

The truth You know is Somewhere in between Righteousness and belief For you choose What is real And what is not Certainty is not real Any more than Science or religion Nothing is for certain The only thing that matters Is belief. Belief becomes reality.

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David Smith

Date: 8/11/2016 3:23:00 PM

How does Australia produce so many good poets. It is hard for this Kiwi to admit little own understand. Maybe it is because you have got more thinking space. I suggest you all get together and put out a poetry book to save your economy. David in the land of the long white cloud.

Uwe Stroh
Date: 8/11/2016 3:42:00 PM

Thanks David. The thinking space is in your head. You can make that as big or as small as you like. It is only limited by your imagination.

Laura Hay

Date: 8/11/2016 7:41:00 AM

Thought provoking write, well done

Uwe Stroh
Date: 8/11/2016 3:44:00 PM

Thanks Laura. I like tickling the grey matter.