Imagination's Queen
Twinkling stars come out at night,
as silent as rising cream.
And I float above the clouds,
tucked snugly into a dream.
Outside of reality,
solitude liberates me.
And approaching the heavens,
my fledgling spirit soars free.
The calm of tranquility
displaces anxiety.
And my conscience speaks to me
unshackled from piety.
Obscured by a veil of hope,
truth is nowhere to be seen.
For within fantasy dreams,
imagination's Queen.
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