Sight set high.
Reality low.
Blurry lines
that never meet.
Equilibrium.
Sharp and neat.
Expanded mind.
Hit reset.
Once was.
Once is.
Once was not.
Live simultaneously—
yet never met.
AJ — 19/8/25
Do you want me to create a PDF file for this poem as well, so it matches The Illusion?

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