Inside the façade is a dream of tangible introspection
Of pure connection
With the will of ways
And so many passing days
That make a whole from none
But then are gone
To look inside the lamp for destiny or truth
As might a mystic or sleuth
Can only bring mischance
Not a worthwhile song and dance
For, ever can be more or less
Perhaps even your redress
So enjoy your simulation, true
And be glad you never knew
©HeyHey 2014
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