there are times ...

there are times
when all that i cam do is just write
and pray that i will find that magical combination of words.
that one moment in time,
when the vale has been lifted,
and the world will finally be seen as it really is.
who will know?
who will understand?
who will find it all to be true?
who will if it all to be false.
can we expect to find it all to be what we are looking for,
or shall we start looking for something else.
it is all what we are looking to believe,
to understand
or to make sense of things that might not otherwise be known.
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