Happy I am I'm not the one selected to prove,
The presence of confusion and foolishness exist.
That many believe their kept denials will erase.
I only have to observe it without uttering a single word.
To submit as written with a moving on to remain committed,
With a doing that is honest regardless who is offended by it.
'Truth hurts.'
Lies kill.
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