Truths About The The Truth

The truth is far away,
Farther than the moon so high,
The truth is gone beyond,
Yonder than the planes of fright.

The truth is rare indeed,
More than stones of value,
The truth is lost: I know,
Lost in valleys so deep.

When The great waters rush within,
And The Outward tempest calls so tender,
Bidding for that space so cozy,
Cozy,but open to deceit,

Never shall you sleep in their arms.
Lest you wake with dreams of horror,
horrible than the worst of nightmares,
Where you are made to swallow; The bitter pills of reality.

The truth is far away,
Righteousness is gone so deep,
Even when you walk on seas of crystal,
Trust not the sparkle beneath.

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