#openminded - Hello Poetry

Lost spots enter the walls The coat is relieved Diversion in the mind covering the shipyard Rails fix a rut into the city Out in the countryside musicians tangle in flowerbeds Perhaps the planes are also in revolt

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Feb 20

Feb 20, 2026 at 11:05 AM UTC

kevin-8

Snow Globes in One Dimension

Lost spots enter the walls The coat is relieved Diversion in the mind covering the shipyard Rails fix a rut into the city Out in the countryside musicians tangle in flowerbeds Perhaps the planes are also in revolt

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Always counting tries In a lineup of sorted love Pledges and page links New attempts in a stand off Relinquished The loss Adding time to create Portrait in frames The incomplete naked Absorbing intricate positions Taken Spaces to separate angles Closure refuted Having Always back

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Feb 13

Feb 13, 2026 at 1:22 PM UTC

kevin-8

Long Winds Used And Free

Always counting tries In a lineup of sorted love Pledges and page links New attempts in a stand off Relinquished The loss Adding time to create Portrait in frames The incomplete naked Absorbing intricate positions Taken Spaces to separate angles Closure refuted Having Always back

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We never know how what we are experiencing now might help us in the future. Every experience is valid and may be useful. Let's embrace everything and trust.

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May 6, 2025

May 6, 2025 at 11:51 AM UTC

silvervi

Reminder #21

We never know how what we are experiencing now might help us in the future. Every experience is valid and may be useful. Let's embrace everything and trust.

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I think, for a matter of fact. I feel, I project, I confide, and of all things I hope. With that in my mind, I reflect and coincide with these aspects so covalent. But what about what I reject? The matter of the individual is the gradual unequivocal repression and growth of that individual It is required for the soul Nothing is required. Nothing is required beyond what existence requires. "good" or "bad" And just as people exist so too does existence. We demand so much and request so much. Existence can only provide what we provide for existence. This is my semblance to actuality, not minimalism. I reject what could be, for a future that's beyond me.

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Feb 5, 2024

Feb 5, 2024 at 7:17 PM UTC

Courtlyn-Daun-Quay

Its as easy as rejecting what you accept.

I think, for a matter of fact. I feel, I project, I confide, and of all things I hope. With that in my mind, I reflect and coincide with these aspects so covalent. But what about what I reject? The matter of the individual is the gradual unequivocal repression and growth of that individual It is required for the soul Nothing is required. Nothing is required beyond what existence requires. "good" or "bad" And just as people exist so too does existence. We demand so much and request so much. Existence can only provide what we provide for existence. This is my semblance to actuality, not minimalism. I reject what could be, for a future that's beyond me.

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Togetherness. Each other. Love thy neighbor and honor him/her them accordingly. In complete unison we stand, with stronger chances against the fall of the world. The only means for survival depends on the quality of our connections and commitment. The love you have for understanding, appreciating, learning and growing with others more than on a physical level. We can rebuild our home through revived hopes and disconnected dreams.

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Aug 22, 2021

Aug 22, 2021 at 10:44 PM UTC

Descovia

Survive Against All

Togetherness. Each other. Love thy neighbor and honor him/her them accordingly. In complete unison we stand, with stronger chances against the fall of the world. The only means for survival depends on the quality of our connections and commitment. The love you have for understanding, appreciating, learning and growing with others more than on a physical level. We can rebuild our home through revived hopes and disconnected dreams.

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For those who don’t share in my life’s pursuit. My door is open, for love is not bound by just one truth.

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Aug 20, 2019

Aug 20, 2019 at 6:34 PM UTC

Bkc2u71

Thoughts 101

For those who don’t share in my life’s pursuit. My door is open, for love is not bound by just one truth.

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If our mind is full of prejudice truth will not enter in Nothing is messier and confused than that The mind of a child is a wonderful thing full of confidence & potential No hate, fear, judgement and pride It's their influences that destroy it... Don’t be difficult to accept new lesson We can control however, when the blind wants to enter We should fix it, not hate it.

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Feb 23, 2019

Feb 23, 2019 at 5:14 PM UTC

pindianagloria

Imprisoned.

If our mind is full of prejudice truth will not enter in Nothing is messier and confused than that The mind of a child is a wonderful thing full of confidence & potential No hate, fear, judgement and pride It's their influences that destroy it... Don’t be difficult to accept new lesson We can control however, when the blind wants to enter We should fix it, not hate it.

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From the distance You see a stoic figure. I can be but I am not always. Close the distance. When you get closer you will find someone who will love you for all your imperfections. Close the distance. You will find someone who will miss you beyond space and time. Distance of insecurities beckons to fear of one another. Distance of minds divides an entire country. So close the distance.

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Feb 11, 2019

Feb 11, 2019 at 3:07 PM UTC

brandithebrave

Distance

From the distance You see a stoic figure. I can be but I am not always. Close the distance. When you get closer you will find someone who will love you for all your imperfections. Close the distance. You will find someone who will miss you beyond space and time. Distance of insecurities beckons to fear of one another. Distance of minds divides an entire country. So close the distance.

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Carefully you cut my hair. The fingers of your hands slid through the blanket of my head. I looked at your eyes. Filled with such focus and concentration. Afraid to talk I tie a knot with my fingers. Afraid to talk, I made excuses. Afraid to talk, I tap my foot. Yet when I opened up. You revealed to me the normals of your life. But really a surprise to this life of mine. Fellow hairdresser, as I sit in the chair. carefully cutting my hair. With a scissor on his wrinkled hands. Maybe I should be more open. But I should stay closed sometimes. Like maybe...a half-opened door...

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Jul 13, 2018

Jul 13, 2018 at 11:22 AM UTC

mpexGwtex

hairdresser

Carefully you cut my hair. The fingers of your hands slid through the blanket of my head. I looked at your eyes. Filled with such focus and concentration. Afraid to talk I tie a knot with my fingers. Afraid to talk, I made excuses. Afraid to talk, I tap my foot. Yet when I opened up. You revealed to me the normals of your life. But really a surprise to this life of mine. Fellow hairdresser, as I sit in the chair. carefully cutting my hair. With a scissor on his wrinkled hands. Maybe I should be more open. But I should stay closed sometimes. Like maybe...a half-opened door...

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We grew up learning valuable life lessons from the people around us We learned, for instance, to always use our manners, our please and thank you’s We learned to look both ways before crossing the street for any cars surrounding us We learned that even if the adults are wrong we bite our tongues and respect our elders As young ladies, we learned that we’re to scream ‘fire” if we’re being attacked This taught us that a burning house was more important than society having our backs We learned that if a man catcalls you, or gropes you on the bus You’re to politely excuse yourself to take a phone call After all, we’re to be seen as respectable young ladies, even if respect is never what we receive As a culture, young men are taught that it is weak to cry To show emotions at any time, no matter what They’re always supposed to keep their mouths shut We never knew any different than these lessons we learned Our hearts are scarred where the lessons are burned Our childhoods tainted with these teachings… So how do you expect to change as a society…when we can’t even change ourselves?

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Jun 11, 2018

Jun 11, 2018 at 2:27 PM UTC

princessparky

Corkboard Thoughts

We grew up learning valuable life lessons from the people around us We learned, for instance, to always use our manners, our please and thank you’s We learned to look both ways before crossing the street for any cars surrounding us We learned that even if the adults are wrong we bite our tongues and respect our elders As young ladies, we learned that we’re to scream ‘fire” if we’re being attacked This taught us that a burning house was more important than society having our backs We learned that if a man catcalls you, or gropes you on the bus You’re to politely excuse yourself to take a phone call After all, we’re to be seen as respectable young ladies, even if respect is never what we receive As a culture, young men are taught that it is weak to cry To show emotions at any time, no matter what They’re always supposed to keep their mouths shut We never knew any different than these lessons we learned Our hearts are scarred where the lessons are burned Our childhoods tainted with these teachings… So how do you expect to change as a society…when we can’t even change ourselves?

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Surviving and living, Both have the same meaning, It is just the difference in feeling, Let me begin explaining, Surviving is staying alive, Just for the sake of being alive, Surviving is struggling, Competing, Fighting, It is a rough journey, Full of hatred and being lonely, Whereas, Living is surviving, But with happiness as feeling, It is a rough journey, But feeling happy, In every little story, Feeling happy with oneself, Happy with whatever is happening, Even if your world is crumbling, Find joy within the disaster, The aesthetic within the storm, Don't waste time competing, Struggling and fighting, Live life don't fight it, Once you can smile through a storm, When happiness is the feeling, That's when you know, You are living, And not surviving.

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Apr 20, 2018

Apr 20, 2018 at 5:07 AM UTC

Phantom_poet

Living V Surviving

Surviving and living, Both have the same meaning, It is just the difference in feeling, Let me begin explaining, Surviving is staying alive, Just for the sake of being alive, Surviving is struggling, Competing, Fighting, It is a rough journey, Full of hatred and being lonely, Whereas, Living is surviving, But with happiness as feeling, It is a rough journey, But feeling happy, In every little story, Feeling happy with oneself, Happy with whatever is happening, Even if your world is crumbling, Find joy within the disaster, The aesthetic within the storm, Don't waste time competing, Struggling and fighting, Live life don't fight it, Once you can smile through a storm, When happiness is the feeling, That's when you know, You are living, And not surviving.

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Once there was a blue light It shone bright over us in the night Quiet in the midnight sky When mankind was still kind We looked not to religion We looked not at tradition We looked not at culture We placed our hopes, dreams and aspirations not in a politician When everyone was a person No-one was a colour and titles did not exist Simplicity was the name of the game But then mankind ... the one who was suppose to be kind Gave a name to everything The division had begun Was man-kind really kind? What once was one had been splintered into pieces Now we stand divided Where have all the pieces blown, you ask? Where are they hiding? An incomplete puzzle we have become However the answer has been revealed to few But for now their tongues are on mute

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Apr 3, 2018

Apr 3, 2018 at 10:33 AM UTC

SeanAchilleos

Once Upon a Time

Once there was a blue light It shone bright over us in the night Quiet in the midnight sky When mankind was still kind We looked not to religion We looked not at tradition We looked not at culture We placed our hopes, dreams and aspirations not in a politician When everyone was a person No-one was a colour and titles did not exist Simplicity was the name of the game But then mankind ... the one who was suppose to be kind Gave a name to everything The division had begun Was man-kind really kind? What once was one had been splintered into pieces Now we stand divided Where have all the pieces blown, you ask? Where are they hiding? An incomplete puzzle we have become However the answer has been revealed to few But for now their tongues are on mute

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Just because you learned something new Doesn't make that information true It was learned from someone Or somewhere before A chain of Chinese whispers That has a lot to answer for People like to get up on their high horse Pushing their opinion on others With aggressive force The anger that arises When they are opposed Leaves the listeners minds And thoughts closed Question the validity Of everything you hear And in return Some valuable information You may just learn And in your opinion Others may yearn But if you choose to be opinionated And can't rise above it Then you can take your opinion And you can shove it.

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Feb 9, 2018

Feb 9, 2018 at 1:29 AM UTC

Melodiezmel

A Matter Of Opinion

Just because you learned something new Doesn't make that information true It was learned from someone Or somewhere before A chain of Chinese whispers That has a lot to answer for People like to get up on their high horse Pushing their opinion on others With aggressive force The anger that arises When they are opposed Leaves the listeners minds And thoughts closed Question the validity Of everything you hear And in return Some valuable information You may just learn And in your opinion Others may yearn But if you choose to be opinionated And can't rise above it Then you can take your opinion And you can shove it.

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Now I ask you to join me Now you celebrate Not being me. Not being you Only Us for the great UN load! DIS arm! EN large! OUT side! Some steps I will take Be my guest Pull your anchor Out of the lake We're In the room In the building In the crowded city In the country with thousands of cities The country shares the continent with an enemy nation The two rivals are carried round and round by the Earth's endless rotation The Earth obeys the master’s magnetic line, burning since uncountable clock time The sun is blind to his insignificance too, ignoring billions of other star mates, it can’t see through Immeasurable it seems, magnifying! All of them such tiny little parts in one of Miss Milky’s arms Some light years away there they are: Pinwheel, Cartwheel, Black Eye, Andromeda and Cigar Unmeasurable it seems, humongous! All of them such a fading little part of the cosmos There you are Floating from a distance Feel the empty ground Drink from the fountain of existence Still blind to insignificance? Still convinced about the rightness of imposed beliefs? Still judging others’ defects according to our pretentious and vain mind? Still punching away the different, protecting the mold? Still reinforcing illusory antagonism and insignia? Still seeing only two sides? Still holding to the pride? Still In the ******* room Am I? Are you? Let's try it again

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Mar 17, 2015

Mar 17, 2015 at 5:21 PM UTC

marilia-galvao-1

Ego deconstruction

Now I ask you to join me Now you celebrate Not being me. Not being you Only Us for the great UN load! DIS arm! EN large! OUT side! Some steps I will take Be my guest Pull your anchor Out of the lake We're In the room In the building In the crowded city In the country with thousands of cities The country shares the continent with an enemy nation The two rivals are carried round and round by the Earth's endless rotation The Earth obeys the master’s magnetic line, burning since uncountable clock time The sun is blind to his insignificance too, ignoring billions of other star mates, it can’t see through Immeasurable it seems, magnifying! All of them such tiny little parts in one of Miss Milky’s arms Some light years away there they are: Pinwheel, Cartwheel, Black Eye, Andromeda and Cigar Unmeasurable it seems, humongous! All of them such a fading little part of the cosmos There you are Floating from a distance Feel the empty ground Drink from the fountain of existence Still blind to insignificance? Still convinced about the rightness of imposed beliefs? Still judging others’ defects according to our pretentious and vain mind? Still punching away the different, protecting the mold? Still reinforcing illusory antagonism and insignia? Still seeing only two sides? Still holding to the pride? Still In the ******* room Am I? Are you? Let's try it again

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Mind, a lantern, should Continuously light to Warm your darker house. Be attentive, when To change the bulb, not to be Stranded in the dark. Dark mind is shallow, Yet, it needs some light to find Itself on right course.

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Aug 8, 2017

Aug 8, 2017 at 3:51 AM UTC

Jobira

Mind( Haiku style)

Mind, a lantern, should Continuously light to Warm your darker house. Be attentive, when To change the bulb, not to be Stranded in the dark. Dark mind is shallow, Yet, it needs some light to find Itself on right course.

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I wrote a poem for you but I keep changing the words because I'm learning

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Jul 14, 2017

Jul 14, 2017 at 4:33 AM UTC

gabriel-burns

Continuous

I wrote a poem for you but I keep changing the words because I'm learning

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I am not Christian but I have deep reverence for the teachings of Christ and his love of humanity. I am not Roman Catholic but I recognize the life-affirming power of community, communion, and ritual. I am not a Moslem but I find beauty and usefulness in the teachings of Mohammed. I am not Buddhist but I have seen the results of meditation, daily spiritual practice, and putting aside my own ego. I am not Taoist but I have felt the peace of the way of simplicity and harmony with the Tao. I am not ancient Egyptian but I know the power of the Sun in the heavens, and I honor the Holy Mother Isis whose name has been hijacked by terrorists and propaganda machines. I am not Wiccan but I have danced with the natural cycles of the year and the moon; I have known the power of the Earth and my place within it. I am not Jewish but I will not forget the lessons of suffering, wandering, Silence, and discipline they have taught the world. Heathen. Pagan. Atheist. Heretic. Believer. Trickster. Demon. Saint. Paradoxically, I am none of these things and All of these things. I believe in a humanity that can transcend the enslaving dogma and intolerance of patriarchy and religions used against us, to see ourselves, our god(esse)s, and our highest noble values in the faces of each other and all the natural wonders of this universal dream. Original Sin = the Original Lie. I believe in the goodness and greatness of us all. Won’t you be my neighbor? <3

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Dec 11, 2016

Dec 11, 2016 at 9:54 PM UTC

holywildempress

Hello, Neighbor

I am not Christian but I have deep reverence for the teachings of Christ and his love of humanity. I am not Roman Catholic but I recognize the life-affirming power of community, communion, and ritual. I am not a Moslem but I find beauty and usefulness in the teachings of Mohammed. I am not Buddhist but I have seen the results of meditation, daily spiritual practice, and putting aside my own ego. I am not Taoist but I have felt the peace of the way of simplicity and harmony with the Tao. I am not ancient Egyptian but I know the power of the Sun in the heavens, and I honor the Holy Mother Isis whose name has been hijacked by terrorists and propaganda machines. I am not Wiccan but I have danced with the natural cycles of the year and the moon; I have known the power of the Earth and my place within it. I am not Jewish but I will not forget the lessons of suffering, wandering, Silence, and discipline they have taught the world. Heathen. Pagan. Atheist. Heretic. Believer. Trickster. Demon. Saint. Paradoxically, I am none of these things and All of these things. I believe in a humanity that can transcend the enslaving dogma and intolerance of patriarchy and religions used against us, to see ourselves, our god(esse)s, and our highest noble values in the faces of each other and all the natural wonders of this universal dream. Original Sin = the Original Lie. I believe in the goodness and greatness of us all. Won’t you be my neighbor? <3

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*I met X when we had *** I met X when I get flex, I met X when she like it on pharynx, I met X when she knows how to vortex, I met X when everything was fixed. And that's how I met my Complex X when all X comes from annex X.*

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Feb 22, 2016

Feb 22, 2016 at 9:18 PM UTC

reikatsu-inigukko

X

*I met X when we had *** I met X when I get flex, I met X when she like it on pharynx, I met X when she knows how to vortex, I met X when everything was fixed. And that's how I met my Complex X when all X comes from annex X.*

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If you're trying to open someone's mind Consider whether or not They want their minds to be opened After all One cannot open a door that's locked from the inside.

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Jan 12, 2016

Jan 12, 2016 at 8:20 AM UTC

ByNabs

Permission to Smash

If you're trying to open someone's mind Consider whether or not They want their minds to be opened After all One cannot open a door that's locked from the inside.

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My mind is Marry Poppin's handbag I'm open for anything Being open minded is more important than ever It's one of the contributing factors of happiness It's one of the rules into feeling whole again

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Nov 20, 2015

Nov 20, 2015 at 1:36 AM UTC

peter-r-hamilton

Marry Poppin's Handbag

My mind is Marry Poppin's handbag I'm open for anything Being open minded is more important than ever It's one of the contributing factors of happiness It's one of the rules into feeling whole again

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The reason I have indifference about my own fate, I know it lies in the hands of He who is Great. I know I am His, it is never too late. But I can't stop taking care of others while there are so many left to save.

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Oct 20, 2014

Oct 20, 2014 at 12:36 AM UTC

jennifer-weiss

The Truest Poem I Have Written

The reason I have indifference about my own fate, I know it lies in the hands of He who is Great. I know I am His, it is never too late. But I can't stop taking care of others while there are so many left to save.

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A gift confers no rights. Is it not to be given freely? How does one love anything without seeing it clearly? Those rosey lenses you wear while looking my way, will break when the morning comes and I have nothing left to say. It isn't the lenses' fault or the the changing view. The fault of displeasure lies solely on you.

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Oct 16, 2014

Oct 16, 2014 at 4:11 PM UTC

jennifer-weiss

Prescription Lenses

A gift confers no rights. Is it not to be given freely? How does one love anything without seeing it clearly? Those rosey lenses you wear while looking my way, will break when the morning comes and I have nothing left to say. It isn't the lenses' fault or the the changing view. The fault of displeasure lies solely on you.

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Step over boundaries and seamless shores, through the waves of eternity, wanting no more. Grandeur and stillness, guiding our sight, leaving us breathless, searching for light. Beauty surrounds, erases the stain. Inhale the air, free with no vain. Cautiously certain and casually kind, Seeing the world, freeing our mind.

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Oct 4, 2014

Oct 4, 2014 at 3:42 AM UTC

silent-screams

Step Over

Step over boundaries and seamless shores, through the waves of eternity, wanting no more. Grandeur and stillness, guiding our sight, leaving us breathless, searching for light. Beauty surrounds, erases the stain. Inhale the air, free with no vain. Cautiously certain and casually kind, Seeing the world, freeing our mind.

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Somewhere in there was a heart, the nucleus to the madness created. Greet reality with good intentions, even if you deserve to be damaged. Love is love is love, is lust; is a lie.

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Aug 19, 2014

Aug 19, 2014 at 8:06 AM UTC

kimberly-seibert

Sanctuary

Somewhere in there was a heart, the nucleus to the madness created. Greet reality with good intentions, even if you deserve to be damaged. Love is love is love, is lust; is a lie.

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