Bliss as IllusionA Poem by Alfred KukitzHa ha! Where is reality when you need it?
Bliss as Illusion
I'm over the bend here slightly occupying a jingled tree phrase my mind voids into a slight tinge the heart fills with joy captured by peace, an ease of surrender, waking in the blossom of my years standing among all that has worn me away Alas my illusion becomes bliss © 2016 Alfred KukitzReviews
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StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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