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"Reality"

Toneless white of hollowness
Your image I slowly caress
With my touch of hand

Attempting to grasp
The Reality, like glass
Is able to peer through

And is known by the touch
But yet from a distance
'Tis seemingly non existent

Because our reassuring sense
Is enabled useless, depending
Upon vision

Yet reality, like glass, is hollow
Which renders it not visible
From the distance we put it at

Christopher M. Egan