My Best of Friends

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Alone again,

with my best of friends:

my pen, 

and I start to pretend,

I start to transcend

reality’s chains

break free

and see

a future

that’s different for me.

it’ll be different,

you’ll see.

I’m not sure what I’ll be.

But I know I’ll be satisfied, I know I’ll be happy.

You’ll see.


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