i rarely disbelieve my eyes

but my eyes never believe in them

when studying the monumental self

they see the hollow space and pry

into spectral absence of symmetrical rhythm

but not the mountain high pansophy

into the waning strength of weakness

but not the dying weakness of maturity

into the mirages of aesthetical dearth

yet never the euphoric moments of ecstatic faith

why are you hidden inside O truth

when you are so invincible?

and now I decide to call myself

a diplopic dreamer

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