Sick he distanced himself from reality.
He found his only love inside rare fantasies.
He dreamed and wondered what maybe,
his soft mind germinated these false seeds.
Before long he had a plantation of hungry
substance sucking infatuation monocots.
His eyes and ears told lies
reality was blocked off.
Obsession leached him of his charm.
He´d lost his value, his composure...
His golden stately calm.
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