Truth
If I call you beautiful, I am objectifying your body
If I call you smart, I am objectifying your mind
If I call you spiritual, I am objectifying your soul
Maybe you want to erase adjectives from the human language
Or pretend we all look the same, think the same, and feel the same
Perhaps if I call you ugly, dumb, and dry you will get anoyed
But I still have eyes, ears, heart, and prefer truthfullness to your friendship
Hope one day you understand the only philosophy is truth
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José Ventaneira
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