Fake news.
Truths diluted to delude.
Lives lived hyped to deceive,
And fictionalize facts.
Where has been reality?
Or proof with evidence,
To reveal it had ever existed.
Whether today, yesterday...
Or in anyone's,
Remembered past.
Why is that news to fake,
Become suddenly prioritized...
As a part of life,
Designated to eliminate.
To be replaced by what?
Honesty?
From whose perception?
And who oversees,
The correcting of deceptions?
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