what you don't see, still exists.
what you don't feel, isn't fake.
what you don't hear, is still said.
what you don't smell, is still in the air.
sometimes,
whatever you see isn't true.
whatever you feel isn't real.
whatever you hear are lies.
whatever you smell is simply air.
so,
don't be too quick to judge.
don't be too anxious to pass down a verdict.
search for the truth beneath the surface.
and you will find, things are never the way they seem to be.
don't expect what you cannot fufill,
and don't listen to what you can't believe.
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let this headache be the death of me.
what you don't feel, isn't fake.
what you don't hear, is still said.
what you don't smell, is still in the air.
sometimes,
whatever you see isn't true.
whatever you feel isn't real.
whatever you hear are lies.
whatever you smell is simply air.
so,
don't be too quick to judge.
don't be too anxious to pass down a verdict.
search for the truth beneath the surface.
and you will find, things are never the way they seem to be.
don't expect what you cannot fufill,
and don't listen to what you can't believe.
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let this headache be the death of me.
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