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CLARITY

All my friends live black and white lives,
Things are right, wrong or justified, by
Losing the layers of complexity,
Everything is easier placed in a category.

Not one question the greyness or
What it holds: do my views seem strange?
No one cares because i can't be true.
The same as they or nothing.

Hyprocrisy reigns as they pretend to care,
Follow sentiments without knowledge.


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