Imaginary

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I live nearby the shore 
With the practices of lore, 
Viewing the sunset from a distance 
Capturing a memory of remembrance. 

I walk along in the sea side 
The thing I wanna abide, 
With them before this 
But now I feel missed. 

The footmarks I left behind 
Were just walks for me to remind, 
About to this pleasing, memorable place 
A perfect, beautiful, placid race. 

While I was loving the today 
I forgot the scruffy yesterday, 
Replacing smiles and laughs 
Instead of tears and blood. 

Their morning smiles fill me 
Deciding for me to don't flee, 
Even if people will stay 
Or turn around and sway. 

I came back inside the cottage 
Perfectly dress and wet on the cage, 
Like a bird hoping for a freedom 
From a beautiful yet discursive kingdom. 

A person who's loving this place 
Trying to forget those faces, 
For lies created them 
Highfalutin people were just a shame. 

I tried to remember those good things 
Listing some of them to my wings 
They may bring them fly high away 
Far from this emotional day. 

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