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I see the truth behind the lies

The answers are seen by those who are wise,

I see those who step across the divides

No longer interested in taking sides,

I see things I recognise

As love and beauty with my own miss eye,

And understand that there is hope yet

Not simply a life of hate and regret,

And dreams from this will then spring forth

If love and light is allowed to run its course.