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Jan 2014
We all have corrupt minds
No matter how we deny it
Through time they are tainted
What dictates how
Each person comes to be
Is how they come to pass
Through the corruption
Through the outside voices
That muddle each choice
The truly good are those
Who manage through the pollution
Who see past the litter
Those who can differ the true from the ****
That live gives
It is a sight discovered
Not taught
It is a sense of mind developed
Not cheated
It is clarity
Written by
Elizabeth Thorn
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