Illusion
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There are mini versions of me. Reflected images in mirrors unseen. Bright quartz glowing in the darkness. Growing forest reaches for the sky. An existence based on a lie. An illusion of allusions. Electrical grids forming around me. Force field made of glass. Inside there was only mass — Pure and uninterrupted in origin.
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What if everything you know, see, and feel is not the reality you think it is? And what if the very concept of illusion is, paradoxically, an illusion itself? The Mirage in the Desert Imagine you’re trekking through a vast desert. The sun blazes overhead, and in the distance, you see the shimmering image of
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Soundless silence, Effervescent nightmares. Crystal clear illusions of visions of unrest, Tension feeling the unison of love that won’t forget. Simple-minded features of open walls’ regret, Blades of grass dancing with the wind, Slow breath of life that wakes me up within. Chemicals mixed, creating memories, Minutes crafted by meditating centuries. Motion stops moving frequently,
One Way Life 