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That which meets the eye
Is too little and often a lie.
Care to dig deeper
Awaken the slumbering seeker;
Maybe you’ll find that which
Will make you stop and switch
From the old to the new,
From the false to the true.
Or maybe you will see what lies
Beyond the realm of apparent ties
– the only thing that really is
Under the frothy layer of fizz.
And if you don’t come across
Any of those, at least the gloss
Of the sunny lies would fade
As you search along and wade
Through the shifty waters of illusion
There, say a goodbye to your delusion.
If nothing, at least you will know:
That which meets the eye
Is too little and often a lie.

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