Live a life of fantasy,
Pretend things are as you hoped they'd be
Take in your hands what life can give,
Be ever grateful that you can live.
Roam if you will, in imaginative air,
Thoughts to keep or yours to share
These dreams which no man can see
Allows you from the real to flee.
Yet somewhere in the inbetween,
A thought no longer is a dream
Fantasy forms a thing of worth,
Becoming a lasting part of earth.
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