they say that truth arrives,
leaves and comes back again
to let you know,
sometimes, it is late, to some
too premature,
i have heard some sobbing,
others go to the extreme scream,
others deny, they say they have not
seen any,
truth is just around, inside the heart,
and those who feel this
lives in the quiet.
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