In the middle of the moment
I suddenly realized
that everything I thought I'd known
was just a pack of lies
That the truths once taught in earnest
often reflect the moments view
to leave a trail for those who follow
to call it again a new
And the paths though long lain hidden
reveal the past once more
to leave the mark upon ourselves
to search for ever more.
as always, wordsy "a thin trail of whispers
across a wandering mind
faint flashes of fantasy
that I often find
merely jaded shadows
of who I used to be
they fill with words, my pages
for all the world to see"
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