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So we all fall for it
But we do not know.
It only prevails our perception.
Only to be fooled,
by the truth we placed inside our false beliefs.
Disappointments of pain.
Run with daydreams of fame.
Not to be known.
Only to be prone.
To those false beliefs
That fooled me
into loving you.
-© Copyright Wayne Scott of Swan Lake First Nation Reserve of Manitoba Canada
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