Looking for proof that truth exists
I shine the blinding light of imagination
Into the darkest recesses of my bleeding heart
I see that there is more, much more hiding there
Than I had, in my innocence, assumed
I see that it will take time, time, effort, time
To plumb the unfathomable depths of that dark heart
Shall I begin the journey? Seek fearlessly?
Will you come with me?
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