A fanciful look at imagination.
Here, late at night, in my cocoon
I take a ride to the stars in my mind.
Soaring beyond limits and lines
trying to reach the other side…
where it is I do not know …
but comets shall show the way,
and meteorites will play peek-a-boo.
For it is thus in my imagination
that all things are possible
and I, the Dreamer, can shape
the infinities of every universe.
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