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Prism of life

Prison of mind

The implicit forces that bend us in every which way

Is it truth i see or lies

For when even reality belies the truth

What can i really be sure of

The loudest voices surround us in block colours

Painting the world with their convictions

But only if you’re really quiet 

Look past what there is to see

Will the nebulous truth emerge 

Flicker by flicker

Speck by speck

And if you blink too quickly 

It will be gone