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Dec 2014
At some point I asked for the truth.
I dreamed of finally knowing.
I thought the truth is what I needed.
And now I know.

For Me they said.
All the silence was for me.
But for what?
And now I know.

The bluff was called,
and war was raged.
The concept of forgiveness was forgotten.
And now I know.

They say Ye shall know the truth
And the truth shall set you free.
Lies.
And now I know.

Freedom isn't very free,
If you have no purpose.
And now I know the the truth,
Now I have a purpose.
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   smriti chandra and ---
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