Filtered

What we know
Is filtered by our flaws,
Sometimes more beautiful
For this lens
Growing bountiful and pure,
But sometimes
Warped and twisted,
Imprinted with times past
Or future feared.
When then, can re rely
On what we think we know,
And when then, must we
Gracefully submit
And let it go?

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