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An Illuminator (Free verse) by hobojo A remnant of enchanted doctrine
Much unseen to his eyes
Illusion conjured sleight of hand
He did devise
Transcending this deception
Finds vagrant disregard
For anything unfamiliar
Anything marred
An agile mind can comprehend
From disarray he did descend
To sort out cants he did intend
But nothing can he ever mend
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