In the World of Illusion
The city glitters, but the light is often hollow.
Promises are sold like perfume in glass bottles.
People trade their hearts for applause they cannot hold.
And loneliness sits quietly behind bright screens.
I have watched love turn into performance.
I have watched kindness become a currency.
We build castles from opinions and fragile praise.
Then wonder why the wind keeps winning.
Still, somewhere beneath the noise, something real survives.
A simple breath, a steady hand, a voice that does not pretend.
The soul remembers what the eyes forget.
And waking begins the moment we stop running.
We Win Together
One Mission
One Goal
See you at the top
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