When Right Becomes Wrong

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When Right Becomes Wrong

When every wrong is right,
And every right is wrong,
Are conclusions drawn in spite,
Or is it an unbalanced fight?

Whatever ending manifests in sight,
Whatever truth we choose to write,
Right or wrong,
The question lingers on—
Is what we believe truly right,
Or simply wrong all along?

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