Ghada Shahbender - Illusions

When the walls start falling in on you
You see the pictures closely and discover they are all fake
Then you tread slowly down a corridor of mirrors and glass
Some you can see through clearly
Some are disfigured and distorted
But most are just illusions.
They are just illusions
Especially that image of your self.

Ghada Shahbender

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