If appearances were indeed deceiving, would you deceive me?
If I were to give myself, would you or would you not receive me?
A place you have never been, the lost shall know the locale better
I've just arrived here, I know not the way out, neither the vicinity.
A choice made is not just the one, choice to live with hangs beside
Slide under and your head gets stuck, can't rise over in vertigo city.
I know not how to swim. A boat shall get me through the waterway
"What if the boat sunk? Don't you know I can't swim?" you'd say in vain
"I would walk underwater then, I don't mind carrying you along too.
Even if the Gods were to cry at the shipwreck, we'll never feel the rain."
Tell me, if appearances were deceiving, would you deceive me?
If I were to speak my heart, would you or would you not believe me?
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