Incarnate on a lighted platform
Sneaks up on the illusory
For persons who contemplate and sense
In touch with some actuality
Yonder the gold-plated enclosure
Classified in this questionable character
Ill-equipped to proceed
With unsatisfactory discretion
One needs to put up obstructions
To preserve oneself undamaged
Breathing in the public interest
The widespread hallucination
For folks who demand to appear
Those who desire to remain
Must put to the side the estrangement
Get on with the captivation
The tangible relation
The fundamental premise
Existing in a fish eye lens
Wedged in the camera eye
I require no sentiment to fib
I can't fantasize an unfamiliar person
Is a long-awaited comrade
All the ecosphere's undeniably a playhouse
And we are simply thespians
Entertainers and portrayers
Each another's onlookers
Past the golden coop
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