Ron Koppel Berger
Veils of Illusion
Pieces of emerald glass, bequeathed unto the cool shores of
Azure seas and amber sands, by drifting eyes and clear sunshine
Souls, the taboo of lonely aspirations
And eager exile, swallowed up by the passion of
Sorts and dissolving dramas’, in foggy
Veils of illusion, made sweet by vivid dreams of Eden.
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