Fantasies
Even if it’s all not for real.
It’s considered “not a big deal”.
We don’t share any of our meals.
And each other’s time we don’t steal.
Thus we exchange our ideals.
In fantasies breaks do not squeal.
Each found in this a comfy shield.
Yet energy exchange’s so real.
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