Truth
I lost sensation where the madness would swell.
Swirling softly with the petals of time.
In a wind very cold and I could tell
It would strengthen with every breath of mine.
I called for my voice and I summoned these thoughts.
With shaking hands I untangled the knots
And between my fingers slipped the ribbons of truth
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