fading in the face of the light of truth,
though unseen, remain, that when
truth is veiled by the lies of love,
the perception of inadequacies are re-born
with the feeling of deficiencies of worth.
Dedicated to all things Llama, Penguin (the nice ones) and Pirate. My Evil Penguin is back to stealing things, which is good. It leaves only the Squirrels to mess with my mind. Penguins and Squirrels are lots worse than just Squirrels.