Illusions
Illusions

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They are all illusions, as illusions can be
Illuminated and sanctimonious,
Knitted in the map of my mind, just mine
Weaving and stumbling my way into thee,
I am forlorn today, as forlorn can be
Drown into the depths of my eyes if you dare,
See if you could seek and find yourself there.
Blind as you are, I do not foresee,
Your sight in my mind, & in my mind thee.
Burgeoned with lights, and yet you cannot see;
But love, they are all illusions,
as illusions can be