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You lie when you pick up the phone. You lie
when your heart skips a beat. You lie when you
claim to know me, each glimpse won on the sly.
You lie when you try to make one from two:
You laugh when there is nothing to look at,
when the sky overhead is blue and white,
and when the flowers are shiny and flat,
swaying flatly in the breezy sunlight:
All meaning is fantasy, a figment
of selfish deception and self-deceit.
You lie when you realize you really meant
something that is honestly less than neat:
It was a nice day. Sweat got in my eyes.
I was truly moved and deeply surprised.

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