Infinity ~ a rhyme

In the hall of mirrors
I lined up my dreams of peace
Infinity inched closer
I could touch it, it seemed

It lured me into imagining
Illusions were my only reality
I walked willingly into my wishful vortex
In a stoned haze of stupidity

 
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Mindfills for Eugi’s weekly prompt – peace & Nancy Merrill’s a photo a week challenge – vanishing point & dVerse’s quadrille hosted by De Jackson – stone