Supposition clearly mirrors people's minds,
unused to logical reasoning, unclearly trying
to explain their opinions of meaning.
Truths get confused, blurred by mistakes
passed on from one generation to another.
Displaying their ignorance for an eternity,
especially hereditarily to family.
No excuses needed as everyone can see the
writing clearly on walls of their darkened
caverns, etched in ebony light.
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