The naked truth

If all was told
If all people were actually bold
Than I believe the majority would not be so cold.
Truth be hold we are all in for a roast.
Seeking perfection while needing protection,
Leaves most people in the wrong direction.
There is a God in which we all believe in our thoughts.
A higher power to comfort your most darkness hours.
The comfort really lies in you.
The magic has been gifted to few.
Only few know what to do.
In the end the journey is all we were destined to do.

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