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Jan 2012
As I read a poem,
Imagination begins to bloom.
Thoughts are portrayed,
In lines of rhyme.
Reality begins to fray,
Only to be mimed.
Dreams sent forth,
To make a souls worth,
Test one’s self-pity.
How the far the mind bends,  
Through one simple metaphor.
As the words come to an end,
I hunger for more and more.
Then reality sits back in...
These thoughts dare to fade.
Written by
Colby
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   R Julleitta
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