My friend, is life not inspiration enough for you?
Does the water in the real world not look as blue?
Can you not see the different hues of red?
Are words not as sweet in reality when said?
I love my visions and will always hold them near.
But I have friends and family which I hold dear.
So I hope one day you will come to see.
Sometimes life is much better than fantasy.
Dear sweet dreamer, weaver of mist and magic.
Would you pray write of something less tragic?
The world is filled with too much sadness.
We all need those times to escape the madness.
Somewhere in your heart lies the passion of youth.
Pray write of that love and speak of that truth.
When we place our heart upon the shelf,
love can grow cold and destroy itself.
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