Fantasy

The mind is such a fabulous thing to waste on you.
My favorite inner episode to play when the world insists I have better things to do.
Who says love doesn’t live in this place.
That cherry-lined day dreams and picking kisses is not a happening dimension.
I differ when I am asked to recognize time as money.
Would I be here having said I do and I did a hundred days and more I gave,
but never, never my mind.

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