My voice cracks with the repeated warnings.
All along realizing that deaf ears they would fall upon.
This calling I did not choose.
Even still I must profess.
Ridicule if you must.
Nonetheless it is you that is deceived.
Lying to yourself.
Pretending that you don't know the truth.
Living in a world of mist and steam.
Grabbing hold, only of the temporary.
But can't you see.
The veil you put on.
It can be lifted, removed, discarded.
With clear vision, what was hidden will be seen.
I plead, before it is too late.
Despite all your attempts to cover-up, lock away, and deny.
The Truth will always remain.
Waiting for you to come in search of.
Wanting nothing more than to give you clarity.
Nonetheless deaf ears will this too fall upon.
~Willow
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