Reality's thick curtain
over window to keep
the light of truth
from shining through.
The truth outside,
beyond vaprous veil
but few suspect:
madmen and mages.
Been inside for always
Self condemned darkness
the answer well hidden
in times very long ago.
Waking inside tombs
The curtain conceals.
It seems like night
But really it's day.
It looks solid.
though it's not,
vapid and vague.
Full of empty promises.
The truth is not always reality.
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