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Oct 2018
Was I numb then
Or is that what it felt like
To be alive

Is this daily routine
What my life is all about
Or was that instant
The true reveal

Was it a moment in time
A glimpse of an ideal
Or was it the truth
I've been seeking
All along

I expected pain and sadness
But I got peace
I spoke my truth
And it hurt everyone but myself

For no relevant reason
The man with the beautiful eyes whispered
It's an illusion
As we ate our cashews side by side

I wonder about that exchange
About illusion
A false sense of reality
A misunderstanding
A lie

How do I know
What truth is
If I can't trust myself

Was it a moment in time
A glimpse of an ideal
Or was it the truth I was seeking

I wrestle with those ice blue eyes
That spoke without hesitation
I have to wonder
Which illusion
I will ultimately choose
to believe
Written by
Stephanie  34/F
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