My dimensions are proven
in times reflected eye,
for I am an aberration
of clandestine myths.
A willing of enchanted conceptions,
reconstructed in the hearts
of mankind to answer the
whys and wherefores in truth.
Antiquity whispers my origin
along the corridors of hollow caves,
with echoing reverberations that
keep me mystically solvent.
The relevancy of my need is bound
to the matrimony of insufficiency,
ascertained in the souls of men,
who sacrifice veracity for vanity.
A contest entry
- personification by nonetheless.
3250 points, ended April 8, 7 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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