Agnostic seers, where are you?

You see the nothing in the stew.

Its murkish future and its past

Is seen by you, an unknown true.

So now you’re here, and there, you know

with unknown, knowns you tear and sew.

And sometimes seeing truths from fakes

Means taking nots from so’s mistakes.

A holding place is real as fake.

They are as true as true can take.

The candid reals, existent makes,

Where untruths found are no's at stake.

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