Color

The mind’s imagination is a powerful thing.

My work, my life, the very fabric of my existence,

all must be painted just perfectly so,

lest the image be flawed.

Like a dream, all things must be vibrant and lively.

Why stay here in the real world,

when I can make my own wherever I like?

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