October 32

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Book II: Part I

There’s a reason for our dreams

And why our eyes are closed,

To keep us from reality

In a place that nobody knows.

A place where you’re on top

And the impossible proves untrue,

I am one hundred feet tall

And there’s nothing you can do.

There are reasons to imagine

And more to hope and think,

Picturing ourselves with smiles

That stay afloat and never sink.

This is where we find our special one

And you’re accepted for who you are,

We never get hurt here

So I am left without a scar.

Now we wake up having learned a lesson

That we were in a place of wish we wished,

It was also October 32nd

And that just will never even exist.

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