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Mar 2014
There comes a moment in life when we realize the truth.
We realize that governments were set up for order, yet are the cause of our chaos.
We learn that life is a game of Russian roulette, where death spares no one.
We find that there are lies that keep us in the dark, even though we need the light.
We grasp that love is like a child, fickle in whose wishes it grants and how long it keeps people together.
We come to the point where we question what we have learned, because we are left dull and unknowing.
We then see that the truth is like a lie, evading us at every corner, then stinging like a wasp when found.
Winter Silk
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