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The Bitter Truth
Beneath the veils of lilywhite
Are images cast in shadow and smoke
Mere words fail to describe the sight
Depictions are shielded from we common folk
Meanings are lost and never regained
To those who venture into the chasm
Forevermore,these souls have remained
In a struggle between spirit and spasm
For the only ones which understand
And comprehend the "hows" and "whys"
Are seated at the Son's gentle right hand
Reflecting upon us with passive eyes
Only they know,but they won't reveal
Behind pursed lips,solutions are kept
As we rotate eternal on that spinning wheel
While,under the carpets,the remnants are swept
