What you
see is what you get
At least
you’re used to that notion.
Along the
horizon the sun may set
But you just
see the surface of the ocean.
All
visions we have are superficial
And we can
talk for hours and hours.
What stirs
beneath our grand façade
Consumes
our thoughts and all our powers.
No, what
measures us and keeps us true
Can only
be known by what we do.
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