Down the forgotten road, I travel.
Walking thought the memories
misplaced.
Casually seeing the mundane and the magical
the Sights I've tucked away.
People of my past
live here
Old friends, lovers, family
step out to greet me, to welcome me home.
All want me to stay
they show me the fantasy world
I knew a long time ago.
The offer is too great, too wonderful.
I step from the road
and close the gates of Reality
behind me.
I reside now......along that road
safe, not isolated.............
loved, not lonely.............
needed.................
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