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Though I may rue the day I told the Truth As it completely took away my Life I'm certain no lie could have passed my tooth Though Honesty'd slice through me like a knife To build my Hopes and Dreams upon a lie To become the mealy-mouth that I hate Never to get to me before I die I envisioned these dourly as my Fate To great Men and Minds I wished to aspire Loathing to become like my nemesis Though consequences have gone beyond dire Of clarity it's been my Genesis Real World considerations I ignored And found Virtue to be its own Reward |
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