Don’t tell me


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Don’t tell me there’s nothing there.

Deserts are empty.

                               Foreboding places?

Don’t tell me it’s too far.

It is a long way to nowhere.

                              Miles and miles?

Don’t tell me little lies.

The truth is all I know.

                     All there is?

Don’t tell me;

I’ll discover it myself.

             Won’t I?