TRUTH
Please be calm, whispers can't help Speak the truth not your mindLet's be real, only then we can get good resultNo insult Have you seen a righteous been forsaken?The truth will speak for itself Not necessary with wordsDon't push it, it will fight youI'm half way finishedAnd I don't know itIf I compressed itThe truth is the truthIt can't be through Until it is fruitful.
This poem is about:
Our world
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