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Imagination

Imagination

Running

Riot

In the quiet.

The depths of night

Cannot contain

The dreams that come

Out of sight;

They follow you around.

Your head is spinning.

Try to maintain,

Find some ground.

I know it’s a pain.

This is not over yet

Do not forget

You are your own creation.

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