uncertain truth

so swept away we see in only black and white, and hope for guarantee, but fear to fail and fail to see what’s always in between, the only certain truth for me is life in its uncertainty and so the plan is always gray and colors meant to change, in binary behind blue eyes that only see in green and greet each sun in smirk and smile under sheets or in denial. tried and tuned, the tired few all felt the burn in dual, the only certain jewel in life, is life’s uncertain truth.

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