We could reside on a mountain with unlimited gold,
But when our world starts to crumble whom will we hold.
I see all the fallacy because I know where to look,
It hides in plain site like the barbs on a hook.
We hurl out the cynics and we wholesale delusion,
At last we must come to one final conclusion.
If we translucent the facts and put fictions aside,
Then the world will be better and truth will abide
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