Fantasy

What wert thou when thou didst appear
Reality or a miasma of deceit?
Why care I if thou art not now…
Fantasy.

Mindless zephyrs take fancied form
Dare not depart from the norm
Numbed minds abandoned in wake of storm
Of mangled ecstasy.

Why care I if thou art not now…
Fantasy.

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