Castles in the air: A series of Adynata
❛❛ He was under the pretense of belief,
without knowing,
it was the pull of make-believes,
of empty paradise and whatnot------
He was abide in a world full of
d i s t o r t i o n s.
A r e v e r i e, far from phantasm.
Make-believes that let him postulate, injunction with those things-
He s p e c u l a t e s--staunch.
Simpered as if he was elated
But undoubted seen-f r a u d u l e n t,
in a void paradise.
He wasn't there to e m a n a t e.
But to abide in vale of tears.
O n e d a y- he foresee,
that he was in abyss,
wherein; ferocious devil, hangs-
D e v i l with inconspicuous fangs.
The realm, he creed as utopia--
Forthwith-swerved dusky.
A make-believe, symphony.
Metamorphosed into misery.
And formented him an excruciating-
v u l n e r a b i l i t y......❞
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