Tabula Rasa

Fool’s gold is precious

The deception hides hope underneath

Veins of happiness running through

Sands of indifference

 

Who’s to say this is not real?

 

Reality is complicated

Every day a new puzzle to unravel

Dolls within dolls, doors within doors

Secrets within secrets within hearts

 

Who’s to say this is the truth?

 

Your mind is tabula rasa;

And somewhere within I wait, brush in hand

To create landscapes of memory

For you to make your way through

 

And who’s to say this is dreaming?

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