and maybe we can pretend instead of false sun and artificial sky
it'll be the moon and the stars, not halogen lights and pulsating illusions of dreams.
pretend,
pretend
and maybe if we believe in it enough it'll be // almost// real.
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a litany of ruminations
Poetry{poetry collection} s c a t t e r e d dreams and drifting thoughts, oh, not everything is what it seems... (not necessarily from my own thoughts)
