Whoever comes across the word 'Truth' becomes frightened, because it sounds same as a river of blood. Many strive to bring the bitter spokes out, bravity ones do while others act as coward dog.
Stil truth can't be safe or banked, hangs till its out.
Lives burn down to hashes paving and struggling for this five lettered piece of word, some choose to die that reviewing the out comes
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