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No matter the angle in which we view

Seems it’s always changing before us

They claim what you see is normalcy

No reason to cause such a fuss

Multicolored phrases

Catch on the tips of tongues

How can we believe the words?

When the truths become undone

Seems simple to tell the story

When the lies come too quickly to mind

Not so, when you try to remember them

Who you are is now clearly defined

How easy it is to burst that bubble

When it’s made only of water and soap

Much easier to tell the truth, my friend

Much harder to shorten the rope


Writing Prompt – Iridescent Truths – Day 20/30

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