Wrestle With the Truth
Why do I wrestle with the truth
Think it over again and again
Mull it through each little piece
Was it right my part
Or were there things I could have done
Who knows now it’s ended
Let it go and don’t think again
Oh, if it were that simple.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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