this is about the STOLEN SPECTACLES OF VICTIMIZING, METAMORPHOSED LIES VIRGINAL and the STARTLING SIGHT OF MUMMIFIED, WILL-O-THE-WISP TRUTH PRECARIOUS...
every thing is so transient
Why do you need clarifications
To prove the bitter untruth
As a sweet shadow of truth...?
Sweetness is precious
But it kills... the breath of truth
And if shadows add color to the colorless,
Would you prefer the colors of colorless,
More than, the shadow of color...?