Mind of a Poet #21

Alas I will never see you, I won’t allow my eyes access, Maybe the choice is true, There could simply lack passage, Carelessly I believe you saw, what you believe was truth, Perception is not reality, Some eyes may have flaws, Illusions sometimes run loose, And then create fatality, of dreams that gumdrops live, with and plays with candy, Don’t make sweetness from sour pickles, but without purity who is left to create clarity.

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