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It appears one way 

Yet goes the other way 

It knows your name 

Yet the constant is the same 

It’s an absolute lie 

It’s an utter disgrace 

This is the world you tell me to embrace 

Let’s slow it down 

Look at the town 

Is this what you remember 

On this early morning in November?

Deceived 

In this life I plead for mercy 

Mercy 

Mercy 

Oh crying for redemption 

Deceived 

In this life I make a prediction 

The forecast calls for widespread superstition 

Posted May 07, 2026

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