Truth
Truth is a mirror, reflecting our souls..
A mighty beacon, guiding our goals.
In verse, it dances with eloquence rare..
Revealing secrets we cannot bare.
Through lines of ink, it weaves a tale so clear..
Exposing the masks we all hold dear.
In this chaotic world, it must prevail..
For only truth can make our spirits sail.
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