Illusions

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I was lost,

Searching for

Illusions, thinking

That my happiness

Could be found

In which was so

Solid as a cloud.

I built a castle

Made of clouds,

I cultivated dreams

That could never be true,

Because they were

Nothing more than illusions.

Where are they now?

They've gone with the waves,

Flown by the Wind,

Like all the illusions.

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