Truth is a fragile construct, a mirror reflecting the wOrld through the eyes of those who seek it. Yet, like glass, it shatters when mishandled, Scattering shards that Cut deeper than any lie. In a world of infinite voices, truth becomes An echo—distant, distorted, but never silent. To find it is to sift through the noise, not with foRce, but with patience, humiliTy, and the courage to face what we maY not want to see.
