Things may not
Be all they appear
My judgement may
Be cloudy
It's possible i may
Be deluded in some way
And things are not
What they seem
I'll have to try
To sort through it all
To find a grain of truth
There is an element
Of something hidden
No more wishful thinking
Placing trust
In my intuition
To transform
My situation
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