Just as now I here stand
knowing not what to say
many a-kind will just pretend
they've never been dismayed
[oh- so fake!]
Words have never missed them
woes have never hurt
wonders never impressed
such balance - the topmost
[no- so terribly perfect!]
Perfect people - where are thee?
not here, where I'm done!
Here it gathers dust, in you and me
in this planet near the sun
[nought - so over!]
Tell me: just as there´s light
can there be no shadow?
So untrue, as if no trees
could ever grow in a meadow -
[- so unreal...]
Some truths don't change
some dust will always gather
some faults might derange
but essence will be
essence
- forever.
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