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The lie

Is it true that we all lie?

We lie to ourselves 

We lie to each other 

We hide our trueselves 

Is it for self preservation...for the preservation of others 

Is it because we are running away or running towards the truth

We all have a poison ... we all have a crutch

Some look in the bottom of a glass or bottle

Some at the price of a needle 

Others use ancient stretching or shirts full of sweat

But who is being poisoned ... those ingesting or those waiting 

Poison is poison... don't tell me whose is worse 

I'll share mine if you share yours 

I look towards the star confusing my thoughts with reality ... I mix up my words and ask the Almighty for direction ... and still get lost ... guess it is good that he pushed some doors closed ..slams others and provides a crumb trail to others

Boy if I only could express my thoughts... expose my feelings ... thus word would be .... well it will -- it will be ... found in the hearts of children and the souls of the old .... to bad we loss that in our prime.

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