a drifting flowing amorphous mass
of infinite possibilities
and probabilities
undulating like the sea
enveloping a hidden place
sheltered from the real
still mimicking the real
a separate truth
a parallel world
where abstract and definite blend to no end
welcome to my abode
shadowed in fabrications of personal delusions
comforted by their constancy
my mirrored life
inner and outer
bifurcating from past moments of epiphany
rifts expand
with every action
careful calculations
satisfy both dependencies
the fiery wall grows to new heights
around my central core
all i see is little but
vapor in my mind
or is it not the truth
and the rest is what i’ve mimed?
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