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The liar asks only for honesty
society's perceptions burden these souls. Walking amongst unknown, unacknowledged tourtured inside the mind. Parallels of reality and truth quietly living in someone else's dream. To bare it all in its entirety would in turn cause wounds of such intense judgement. So twisted when in fact the only truely honest thing is the liar. Properly false to make someone else happy. They cannot tell the truth because it will not set them free.
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