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Life is Illusion - Poetry by Beatrice Pitocco
Lies fall back on to liars, deceptions fall back on deceivers. The truth is subjective, we all know that. God is alive to believers. Hate, is just misguided love. Alone is where I do stand. In cities unknown and unfamiliar; without a friend, in a city which belongs to no man. I don't know how to be with the others. So to myself, is with whom I should rest. Through the lens of a camera, is all that I know. It is how you can define me at best.