The Truth Doesn't Tell It All
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Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken
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The truth stands tall,
but it does not reach every corner.
It speaks in fragments,
leaving spaces for silence to whisper.
A story told is a story edited,
shaped by what is seen,
by what is remembered,
by what the heart dares to hold.
There are gaps in the light,
shadows where the untold lingers.
Not a lie, not deception-
only the pieces left behind.
And so, truth stands,
unfinished,
incomplete,
waiting for the unheard to be spoken.
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