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Appearance in shadows deceived me.

Bind and pulled in love.

Inside my self and out,

caught in this ambiguity,

in this bitter sweetness,

through wisdom and madness

I bear the pain of awareness



Sketches of truth,

appearing in mysteries display.

portray of reality,

appearing in molded clay.

Through these dull days,

patiently I am taking my way.

The false pretends I’ve thrown away.

Grasping the fainting sunbeam,

sending its’ warm ray,

behind the clouds in grey.



Every step taken,

seems to be beyond my control.  

Every breath taken,

seems to be harder the one before.

Every day passing,

seems to be closer to the goal.



Goals satisfying my ego

Away from the core,

Aren’t what I am looking for!

Goals don’t pry the truth out

From the believed illusions and lies

Are shallow and wasted yesterday

Goals adrift from the noble dreams

Cannot satisfy me and make me feel whole

Goals away from reaching your shore,

Leading me to your door

Aren’t what I adore!