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Hope, hate, fear and love,
all wrapped up in you.
No good answers.
No way to know.

Things that cannot
be repaired
cannot heal,
but I can’t stay the same.

I am not who you want me to be.
That person has died.
Don’t ask me to return
to that sad and broken doll.

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Thoughts on question #2

1984

Orwell seems to believe it is difficult, if not actually impossible, to uncover the real truth. While people do not necessarily lie, their information will always be skewed by their perceptions and needs relating to any given event. He gives us an example of this in the British Lady that visits Spain and returns to her country to report that all Continue reading “Thoughts on question #2”