Going further from the truth,
As in, creating an entirely new level of fiction
Moving backwards from what's clear,
The fog loves to play tricks,
While many of us like to help serve that purpose
Cannot abandon the premise,
All those enhanced explanations
Difficult for other individuals to make a coherent narrative out of what's presented
Yet the speaker rarely frets in such matters,
Since the hazy excess is the matter,
The missing meat on a fictitious bone
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Since the hazy excess is the matter, The missing meat on a fictitious bone /// excellent; it's philosophical