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the last day, I had hoped to find an ending, a perfect
truth. but instead, I found myself doubting
everything more. I'm inclined to believe

that everyone lies.
It's both an intereating view and a bitter one.



*formatting is purposely odd to help preserve the unique style of a blackout poem in text, although it's not very effective. This poem was derived from an essay I wrote a year or so ago, so there are no credits to be given.
Written by EStar
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