Reality.....
crystal clear,
a filthy pnd fillled with ripples,
an irristible, inndecent blow.
Dreams...
shattered pieces of glass,
dew drops on the glass blade...
..waitin to sublime.
Happiness..
a riot of colors..
a glow within..
seems like a distant echo.
Hurt...
misty solitude,
progress from zilch to knowledge...
never very far off..
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