It's All Smoke And Mirrors Poem by Wilfred Mellers
It's All Smoke And Mirrors
It was right in front of my eyes yet I refused to see.
Heard the words but I was not listening
Believed in things false because I needed something to hold on too.
Life is a classroom for there is many things to learn.
It's all smoke and mirrors.
Saturday, November 16, 2013
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4/19/2024 12:50:45 PM # 1.0.0.1119
L1 has strange grammar, I front?