Reality
Wealth of millions,
Invited by,
"Down to the last two dollars"
With holding hands of muse,
Living to dread taxes & bill collectors.
"Enough of the common thinking! Barely getting by nightmare stage."
"Global struggling, I leave you behind me."
Dreamers breathing life at all ages.
Unique,
Because of breaking away,
Shattering the walls of impossibility by faith.
How much more
The one gripping the pen?
Paper stain ink marveling,
Creating a different world of beauty.
Daydreaming me?
Than
Tell
Me
Who
Is
Shakespeare
Anyway?
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