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by Keeper of the Gates Apr 21, 2013
Life, society /
meaning of life
Truth exists in the space of our minds
Relative to what the other could think
It blinds the perceptions of a man
Otherwise set you free as a bird.
Like a breeze coming,
Truth may sting like ice.
It may warm our hearts
Or set fire to burn us into ashes.
A steep edge,
A spiral stairway into hell.
A voice that calls for retribution,
A justice that it can never behold.
The truth that binds you in chains,
The lie that frees you from pain.
by Cold Kira