Uncouth

Reflect, return, revolve
Just splashing through the night
For every lie you solve
You cloud another’s light

Return, revolve, reflect
Just dancing through the dream
The truths that you dissect
Are hardly what they seem

Revolve, reflect, return
Upon from whence you came
For bridges that you burn
Know neither pride nor shame

Reflect, return, revolve
Around a single truth
As slowly you evolve
Albeit still uncouth

— Barbie

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