Mist of swirling illusions
                                                                  Dreams and hopes and thoughts

                                                                   You are walking your path,
                                                                      But where is the path,
                                                                Oh, is there a path, are there many?

                                                                A glimpse of light, a shadow of fear,
                                                                   Tell me what is, what is not?
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                                                             You think I wander in sheres of deception,
                                                                     You think I am insane,
                                                                You think I have a mental problem,
                                                                  Being more than just what I am.

                                                                    What I am is a multitude,
                                                             Dreams to be shattered and derams to heal,
                                                                Sea of emotions, longings and hopes,
                                                                       Imagination is real.

                                                                  What I think, it is truth for me,
                                                                     What I sense, it is right.
                                                                    What I believe is reality,
                                                              Dance in the shadows, dance in the light.

                                                                 Maybe it's all a foolish dilusion,
                                                                 Physical matter is all that we are,
                                                                Yet it seems to be more than illusion
                                                                    That there is more by far.

                                                                    Feelings become reality,
                                                            Thoughts wield power, as derams come true.
                                                                 Being or not they live an existence
                                                                   Through imagination in you.
 
 

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