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So many voices to filter through
But i have not a way to tell which is true.
They're all bumbled and jangled,
And hoplessly tangled.
For to follow one might cause,
You to come to a sudden pause-
a decision. What to say, What to believe,
But take care for the voices may try to decieve.
The voices conflict, what is right, what is wrong,
You've one thing to do, to simply stay strong.
