But it is not
It is
the brilliant seducive
Illusion
That sustains everything
The canvas on which
We paint our dreams
Smooth
Waving
Impenetrable
The cracked varnish
Hiding the same
Dismantled dreams
The necessary
Mystery
Pleasurable
And painful
At times
The distorted reality
The softly
Whispering
Poem
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