Truths to be Known

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I can lay down and think of how time passed us by.
I’ll count the dandelions as I ponder why.
There are so many truths waiting to be revealed,
Yet so many lies so greatly concealed.

I count five, ten, fifty; too many to count.
All the while thinking of the next adventure to mount.

To seize,
To conquer.
To claim as my own.
For there’s much to see as there is much to be known.

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