believeintheimagination
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Being alone can be a pain
Have to find a way to stay sane
To grasp that inner kid sensation
You have to have a powerful imagination
Your words whisp’r allure,
They beck’n my retrace.
My eyes, how they wander,
Seek solely your gaze
Deep canyons before me,
Owned by ripples darting quick
Met by a smile wry
We live in a world of impossible possibilities
A world where nothing is really reality
