It's been known.
It's been found.
A wrong has certainly been done.
But no one really is in the wrong.
Truth is certainly here.
But honesty has no one out there.
It's been found.
The loudest cries are from where
The voices are not really there.
What is being said
Is not where the heart really is
It certainly is getting known
That the papers may be all complete
But for permission there really is no chance
It's been found
That the demand is from the place
Where there is no real want
What is being seen
Is not what it actually is
It's been found
That what is being found
Is no use really
to anyone at all
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