Pluck threads from the sky
and weave clouds that rain stardust;
Hold voids captive
decorate them
and sell them in the name of love;
Master disguise
despise the truth;
ditch the moon
reach for the stars;
sing for the ruthless, in the name of ruth-
Lie.
Lie until you know no faith
Lie until the world loses face
Lie until you can no more,
and when you can't-
Halt
and then never lie again.
-Gauri Walecha
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