More than once in life I've seen
things are never what they seem -
they seem so full of life to us
that we hurtle into dark and thus
are never able to understand
that there are both sides to a hand:
one with palm, that only gives
other, hard truth, that only lives
on taking that which many hold
close to chest, dearer than gold,
in the minds' most sacred parts,
in the deep chasms of our hearts.
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