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The Truth Lies in the End
To die without knowing what purpose I had,
To die when it's snowing, eyes frozen and sad,
Like a hungry hyena I scavenged and searched,
I roamed the arena while the vultures were perched.
Like all other men I just wanted relief,
Some got lost in their faith, other in disbelief,
Now listen my sycophant, follower, friend,
For I'll say this but once: the truth lies in the end!
poem
by
Joshua Dinkin
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