Shall we hold feet, not hands
cry when we’re happy
laugh when we’re sad
have a funeral when a baby’s born
a party when he dies
Our world is getting
more topsy-tury
truth turned upside down
illusions birthing illusions
until like a house of mirrors
we do not know what’s
real or sleight of hand.
Yeah, it’s harder an harder finding the truth within the untruths!
kiss kiss chris
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Indeed it is. hugs, pat
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Indeed!
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