The world

October 23, 2017
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Everything in life is an illusion
Even when the gossamer curtain falls, honest truth is revealed
What is seen on the outside is never whole.

Quietly as mice we patter along the path.
In hoards we march in the same dark throng.
Oblivious to deeper meaning,
Trampling all who speak out.

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