Haze Over

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Sitting behind a futile;
Human attempt;
To veil the light,
I wonder;
In the envelop of its absence,
Enabled by the haze over with;
Thin films of fabrics.

I laugh;
At the denial,
At the blatant rejection,
Of the unconcealable.
My sympathies lie with,
The pretentious ignorance,
The deliberate conjury of fears,
And its cover up,
Under the admiration for,
The art on the fabric.

Fears are crafty,
They shift, replace.
Darkness is crafty too,
It slips in and out,
Light is versatile,
Its profound erudition,
Filters through all densities,
It is the real spitfire.

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