March 9, 2009
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I see it from miles away.
'Don't lie', I said. Does it matter?
He speaks. I can see he's being careful.
He speaks again. I listen.
Words make sentences, sentences makes paragraphs. I sit there wondering if it is a human instinct. I believe it is.
I accept.
Its ok, my mind is wondering far away to a place where lies don't exist.
He speaks again. I listen.
At the end of the day, no matter how he persists,
A Lie is still a Lie

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