When I write,
I like to submerge myself into the deep waters of imagination.
Yet sometimes the water is so low that the imagination becomes a reality.
My reality.
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PoesiaMy mind is like a poisoned apple. From a simple glance, everything seems fine. But once you taste it, it becomes a whole different story. . . . Highest Ranking: [#66 in Poetry]
