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We all are facts, mere questions known or not, And 'tis our creed to seek what facts belie. Our holy books and songs and schools of thought Are just the ways we try to frame the sky. And true, that if each answer should be known; Each truth denied was sought and found in turn - Each lonesome soul would cease to stand alone, No space 'tween us composed of truths unlearned. Though also true: to find those things desired, We touch the place where beauty can be stirred; The place where candles softer burn the brighter; The place where sleepers dream the songs unheard. We search that place for love before we die; For love is how we seek what fa

I stared at my homework for ages An essay to write on the pages I decided to wait And now it's too late I guess I'll work minimum wages.

Behind every light,                         there is a terrible darkness. Behind every person,                         their shadow looms,                                                    twice as tall. Behind every door,                         there is an unknown emptiness. Behind every smile,                         there are heavy tears,                                                    just waiting to be shed.