We could bathe
In physical truth
Perhaps we do
Neat or distilled
Drip fed
Like water
In its any forms
Placeless on periodic table
Truth softened
In our fragility
Hardened
By others resilience
Worn by the face of a manikin
At peace within the world
If that’s what you wish it to be
Apr 20, 2025
Apr 20, 2025 at 11:57 AM UTC
We could bathe
In physical truth
Perhaps we do
Neat or distilled
Drip fed
Like water
In its any forms
Placeless on periodic table
Truth softened
In our fragility
Hardened
By others resilience
Worn by the face of a manikin
At peace within the world
If that’s what you wish it to be
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