All that my fantasy finds

Victim to my dreamy disposition;

Stunted by all my hopes and ambition.

I trot past the traditional stables,

And snub lies of my favorite fables.

While hidden in shadows of akin minds,

I explore all that my fantasy finds.

Until I awake to a terse decree,

Proclaiming insipid reality.

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