Sunday, January 24, 2010

What I've Come To Realize

When do we get the big image we seek?
In a day, a year, maybe a week?
They say to come to conclusions
And face the facts, ignore delusions

But what I've come to realize is that
Nothing can ever be a lie
Because what do we know?
Maybe snow is rain and
Rain is snow
Reality is never the key
Unlock your fantasy
And find what you wish to
Realize

What did you see through your memory?
Did you see a lfie lived happily?
Or is it despair and misery
That keep us under lock and key?

What I've come to realize is
Nothing can ever be a lie
Who's in charge of this set?
Maybe wet is dry
And dry is wet
Realization may be the key
Unlock your fantasy
And realize

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