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Apr 2016
I need you to tell me that everything
will be fine,
even if you believe otherwise.

Lie to me,
Protect me,
From all the harshness,
That's there is in this world,
Broken promises,
Unsung songs,
Unfinished stories,
Pretend that I can never be wrong.

Because even as a man,
I need to kid myself at times,
It's not that I'm naive,
It's just that I'd rather be a fool,
Than insane,
Because no one ever wins this game.
Where one plays checkers,
While others play chess.
Ace Jhan de Vera
Written by
Ace Jhan de Vera  Pigeon Forge Tennessee
(Pigeon Forge Tennessee)   
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