Here mixes up your silent response, yet
the lies I speak are all those lies mine alone?
I break lies in curiosity, nothing seems known
How do they live then? Not the solitude is freedom?
separation is the bathing!
In anger, I speak true pairing truths
this mature humility is of true
All the truths, heads to lie in silence? ?
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