Life is but an illusion,
Thin,
Fragile,
And forever changing.
Yesterday I was a millionaire,
But,
Today,
Nothing remains.
They speak of love,
Joy,
Wisdom,
But they are the most intangible of all.
In truth life is but a shadow,
Distant,
Faint,
And continuingly fading.
Through blindfolded eyes we live it,
Unaware,
Uncaring,
Not understanding its sheerness.
Life is but an illusion,
Flickering,
Pulsating,
And impossible to understand.
By Lady of Scartha
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