The Counterfeit

Come peer inside,

Indulge the need to hide

With images and sounds

True fiction abounds

Passive: listen and stare

Thronged by its glare

Astray in blue haze

Curious eyes amaze

All seems so real

What does it mean to feel?

Seeking the false light

All day and night

Lost to oneself

Enslaved by the ELF

The whirld’s 8th wonder

It’s spell you’re under

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