A conundrum, hard to explain, between truth and lies,
A quandary of credence and suspicion,
Where a sentiment of dread and surprise,
Lingers in each dissension.
A contest of balance and control,
Where one must yield and the other must hold,
The trust is fragile and the stakes are high,
Where a single word can make one sigh.
The truth is an image that can be reshaped,
A factor of constant dispute,
Each person's story unique to their own,
But will we accept what they've shown?
A tangle of feelings that cannot be unraveled,
The interplay of credence and suspicion,
A baffling web that's hard to explore,
Where the truth is hard to ignore.
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