I imagine
It is better just to imagine
To let magical memories enter my heart and mind
Reality being what it is often with out certian bliss
Life may be fun
But life can be harsh
To those who young.
I imagine two crows in a dream
Married and wise they gazed from a branch
Two natural friends who speak
Which can not be understood
Is mystery
A kind of love
More anchient than man or women.
Posibilities can open
Like the trails of ambition
Burning blue flames
Blue leaves
And there you are again
Popping up like a pop up screen
It's a magical spring
Even the doves sing.
Rising can occur with the melting
Drama licks the wounds clean.
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