Mystery Creature 2
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Already you are thinking it's not real.
Now, I can tell you, I know how you feel.
Every picture can be photo-shopped.
Little can be done; it just can't be stopped.
Eyes can be deceived; we can be misled.
Petty doubts can be placed in any head.
However, sometimes what you see is true,
And how are you to know when it is not?
Not all who look quite rich are well-to-do.
That apple that seems ripe could hold some rot.
For now, to trust your eyes, or trust your head?
Is it possible this is what it seems?
So is it real or is it fake instead?
Honest, straight and true, or just stuff of dreams?
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