Thoughts running around my head
Strange dilemmas
For a man not well read
I looked up dichotomy thought that might sum it up
Explains something but my minds still in a rut
If right is wrong and left is right
Can they keep up the show
If right wins does the fun begin
For those who like a fight
Who wins gets the reins
That's the spoils of war
Or maybe we split into two
Like 1984
Fantasy not long ago
Scribblings on the wall
When I look at prophesy the end is not yet here
Definitely on the road but are the suspects aren't that clear
So hear my dilemma
Who is really fake
All of them
Whoever
I think it's just to late.
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Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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A feeling shared by many and you are right it may be too late. Good write.
Great write
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