Mythical Myra

Mythical Myra lived in my mind
She was my bestie – lovely and kind
A terrific listener when I had to unwind
Giving me honest suggestions, not easy to find

A wonderful secret, enjoyable to keep
She usually conversed during deep sleep
In my dream, drove a classy Barbie-like jeep
The kind never found in a junkyard heap
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