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Thoughts of fantasy going through my mind,

thrown together in never ending bits.

No rhyme or reason for they never align,

with jagged features that don’t always fit.



Clocks passing their time with words floating by,

keys in a box and candle lanterns lit.

Images all making me question why,

things aren’t together in a tighter knit.



That’s the way it always is as I think,

jumbled hues floating behind my brown eyes.

Causing me dreams without even a blink,

never making any sense I must surmise.



Maybe when I’m gone and my mind turns white,

all these wonderful things will bring delight.