Beyond this dusty window, lies the truth
Through this thin veneer, afar from shelters illusion
Shallow pools, furtively vie oceans of deceit
Truths demise
A perspective bent on pitted irons
Honed for character pretence
Words seep...
Hushed, as veracity evaporates
There impression to objective from flaccid lips
Mission tears at the heart slashing its untreated force
Replacing another biological opus with worldly divide
Faces merge as individuality strokes corruptions erratic hand
Reality, an inaccessible force, reserved
Born yet, no longer restricted to biological legacy
Free of tide, shore no longer impending
Raised to defy aspect
pools of delusion contend
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