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Imagination Station

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I write you in my head many times a day.

More than a fleeting thought, yet born of fleeting moments.

In an imagined reality none can steal but us,

Creatively conjoined as only we could be,

We should be.

We are.

What do I say of you in my head?

Wouldn’t you like to know?

Do you feel my thoughts as I give them energy?

Telepathically dancing through the mind scape of imagination…

May they touch you,

Move you,

Invite you,

To yet another moment…

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