Lief
So, I'm slouching before my noisy heated up laptop, randomly dropping in on waves made by others surfing the 4G.
Then in my head, from out of nowhere, I ask my-selves;
Why is it that the word ‘Life’ starts with the same sound as 'Lie'?
And, how do we actually know that we’re telling ourselves the truth when we really ‘Like' something?
And, our ‘Lair’ could quite honestly yet simply be changed to ‘Liar’ by speech or by typo.
Just saying.
Copyright © Raychill Ellison | Year Posted 2016
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