Imagination - Poem by Unintelligible Susurration
Look a me, look at me.
Don't divert shyly.
A simple look
can penetrate the soul.
If only I didn't look so dull!
We're different in every way.
Should we let the pieces
fall where they may?
The string is being cut shorter;
We are running out of time
I don't think I ever amused you-
It was only my imagination.
Our worlds will never intertwine.
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