I come from a place where everyone looks the same and
nothing ever really changes.
Where people honk their horns, but have nowhere to be.
Where no one ever wants to stay, but no one ever leaves.
Where people's thoughts are screamed- not said.
Where questions are answered without logical sense.
Sense? Logic? concepts unheard of,
definitions none of them have ever read a word of.
But in my own mind I come from tall grass and yellow flowers.
A magical place with magical powers.
Where angels and wizards are never out of reach,
and a trudge through the hedges was a trip to the beach.
Where people could smile and never say a thing.
Where the wind and the birds broke the silence with their ring.
A place with no boundaries, no rules, no sin,
Where the only thing that could stop you is mom calling "time to come in!"
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