Doubt lingers, twin to untrust,
Untrust, a weight upon the soul.
Unworthy, it breeds confusion,
And confusion leads us to fail.
Failures shape the ones we see,
Yet judgment should not bind our eyes.
Look around—the world is clouded,
A fog of doubt in endless rise.
How does one untangle chaos
When trust dissolves like fleeting mist?
Where does one find shelter, solace,
When certainty ceases to exist?
Ears that hear yet never listen,
Cries distorted, laced with lies.
Doubt consumes the heart and spirit,
Until confidence fades and dies.
Thus, doubt is but a hollow burden,
Best cast away into the sea.
Let it sink, let worth rise higher,
And live a life of clarity.
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