Perception
We are all victims of our perceptions,
confusing ourself with our deceptions;
voiced to create misleading deflections,
leading others to misconceptions
of the true nature of our auras reflections.
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Truth today, a lie tomorrow.
Happiness now, the seeds of sorrow
The beginning begun, no longer there.
The thought transmitted, distorted by air.
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A lie the truth that formulates the deed,
that spawns the thought that creates the seed,
that grows the plant that is the weed,
that destroys the garden that nature decreed.
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But: behold the weed for time will show
wonderful flowers from it will grow
and the weed is a garden if truth be known
Tell me your truth, I know not my own.
confusing ourself with our deceptions;
voiced to create misleading deflections,
leading others to misconceptions
of the true nature of our auras reflections.
.
Truth today, a lie tomorrow.
Happiness now, the seeds of sorrow
The beginning begun, no longer there.
The thought transmitted, distorted by air.
.
A lie the truth that formulates the deed,
that spawns the thought that creates the seed,
that grows the plant that is the weed,
that destroys the garden that nature decreed.
.
But: behold the weed for time will show
wonderful flowers from it will grow
and the weed is a garden if truth be known
Tell me your truth, I know not my own.
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