
Necessary Untruths
A game of hide-and-seek
not behind chairs or under tables
within thickets or crouched in deep culverts
but obscured between sharp truths.
That white lie
you tell yourself
just to keep going.
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For the dVerse Poets April Fools prompt: Lies
Plural. That would definitely be plural white lies in my case. beautifully saud.
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Well, most probably for me, too. Thanks, Violet.
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Indeed… but you never know if the lie will catch up with you or not.
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A succinct verse with real perception..
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perfection! ❤
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I think the lies we tell ourselves are the worst.
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Wonderfully done
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That was fantastic, Judy!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
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Thanks Yvette.
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Very true.
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Yes, those white lies …
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