I have made you
More than you are
And you have become
The reflection of mind
in body too
So too I become
More than I am
More than I was
More to be true
Reflecting a distorted view
Impaled am I
On illusions
Of unreal
Unreeling dreams
And phantom spirits
Come child of my whim
Fix and repair
Credible and belief
That reflection in my mind
That is more than more
And I withdraw all
Second thoughts
Forgive me if I ever doubted
She hugged me, and kissed me
And said its true
Shimon Weinroth
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