Hall of Mirrors
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Replacing one illusion for another
is merely shifting coordinates in space,
for our indulgence therein will yet smother
freedom of soul, with new horizons to chase,
thus but a mind game conjured, so why bother
if the outcome at end of days is disgrace,
having succumbed to cravings of our ego,
in the world of transience, we’re loathe to forgo.
19-September-2022
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