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Mar 2014
A world of make-believe

On imaginations loom I weave

some days my presence it leaves

its absence causes me to grieve

other days it wants to celebrate

I marvel at what it can create

free your mind, let it stray

let your dreams come out to play

plant the seed and let it grow

where you’ll end up I don’t know
Written by
Susan O'Reilly  F/Ireland
(F/Ireland)   
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