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Here I sit, quietly and peacefully, while the rest are out drinking, planning their boring futures, meeting their ‘soul mates’. Here I sit, wondering and gazing, how great my life would be, If I got my Hogwarts letter at 11, Experiencing the world of wizards. Here I sit, thinking and guessing How different my life would be If I went fishing and found a rare gold ring, A ring that would bring so much change in the world. Here I sit, giggling and imagining How different my life would be If my best friend was Captain Jack Sparrow, And live our lives plundering and sailing on open seas. Here I sit, realising, Its all a dream of mine, Just wishful thinking. About what could be. Here I sit, not alone, But with many like me Wishing that this could be real. Trying to create what isn't.
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Dec 3, 2016
Dec 3, 2016 at 7:43 AM UTC
Here I sit
Here I sit, quietly and peacefully, while the rest are out drinking, planning their boring futures, meeting their ‘soul mates’. Here I sit, wondering and gazing, how great my life would be, If I got my Hogwarts letter at 11, Experiencing the world of wizards. Here I sit, thinking and guessing How different my life would be If I went fishing and found a rare gold ring, A ring that would bring so much change in the world. Here I sit, giggling and imagining How different my life would be If my best friend was Captain Jack Sparrow, And live our lives plundering and sailing on open seas. Here I sit, realising, Its all a dream of mine, Just wishful thinking. About what could be. Here I sit, not alone, But with many like me Wishing that this could be real. Trying to create what isn't.
WinterSparrow
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Dec 3, 2016
Dec 3, 2016 at 7:43 AM UTC
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