What you see, is not what you get
The illusion and real are unreeled
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I know of habit
for I have been there before
devil of routine
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look at it waves
look on it wave
laconic waved
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I had time to kill in Jerusalem
I sat on the shelf of the Sherover Promenade
Veiw of valleys and mountains
and works of other architects
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Bussed, to and fro
fussed by small quaters
trussed and packaged
economy sized
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Promises, only humans can make
and their gods if they wish
it to come true
it's called a covenant
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Wars come and wars go
and hardly ever leave
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