In the grand pursuit of truth, so elusive and sprite,
In a sea of arcane facts, under the scholar’s candlelight.
Empirical trials and keen observation invite,
To unmask the truth, in the austere moonlight.
With labyrinthine reason, and logic’s refined jest,
We dissect each premise, in our cerebral quest.
Through twisted corridors of conjecture, we brave,
In the radiant dominion of truth, we yearn to engrave.
Sometimes, it’s consensus that we must entertain,
A popular verdict, we may need to sustain.
Oh, the irony, when truth’s a communal rite,
In the clamorous carnival, does truth take flight?
Sages we summon, in their wisdom, we find solace,
In knotty matters, their guidance is our compass.
Yet, remember, even the erudite may waver,
Absolute certainty, a flavor seldom we savor.
Often, truth lurks in the heart’s quiet canticle,
In introspective silence, it may kindle a spectacle.
Personal it may be, yet it asserts its reign,
In life’s grand masquerade, it marks its terrain.
Oh, the chase for truth, a journey so captivating,
With serpentine detours, it’s utterly intoxicating.
Truth isn’t static, it’s a dance, it’s a play,
In this merry pursuit, we’re all part of the ballet!
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