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Fictional Worlds

I don't want to get lost in fictional worlds anymore

The one I am surrounded with

The one in my head

It is already too much to store

Immersed, overwhelmed, drowned

In the ocean of emotions

That engulfs me every time I open a page of a book

I get sucked into these lands

Devoid of the notions of time and space

I explore these worlds as a baby would

Eyes wide, curious, hungry for knowledge

For the thrill of leaving reality behind and getting consumed by my imagination

Meanwhile, my brain gets flooded with bizarre concoctions

They sow their seeds deep into my memory

And then blossom recklessly 

Wither and die, do some

The others live/grow with me forever.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2024




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