You believe in facts,

I say, it's a matter of belief

You don't rely on events but a proof of sanity —

Sticking with possibilities of infinity,

But me? I don't need anything but a concise mind

to make you fall in my trap.

I don't work with infinity when the norm of

Matrix works in my hands, I burn down

the doubts of conflicting, you see what

you believe in it.

Actual events of gothic lies,

You see what you've been presented

To accolade, with sometimes political

Terms, sometimes believe in universal

Powers.

I am just a shadow of lies, calling as

Prime language of true events—

Smile, who knows if I'm saying

Or stating.

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Yes, this is the version 2.0 of 'Truth is what you see.' I don't know how much I could justify it so your thoughts would be much appreciated in this. Once again, what's truth?