Dreaming, perceiving, Wishing, wanting-- Twisting the truth. I never cared to search for the truth. My indifference begat sorrow, For I might have shunned her Had I not realized that the depth of Her character was far greater than I had imagined. Now I realize the truth. My perception of it is different now. I no longer care, I no longer desire. My indifference begets serenity. Floating, feeling, Drifting, loving-- Becoming the truth.
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