Oh, Strange is deception
The work of great illusion
As I strive for destination
I am caught in desperation
Be aware that it’s decoy
Take care these don’t annoy
At the core is pure joy
Which I must see to enjoy
Neither joyance nor grievance
A bit about patience (with the world around)
A lot about balance (within)
Life is just an experience
At its heart, no substance
Yet there is some brilliance
I look around with askance
Yet I marvel with reverence
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