Worlds
What exactly is a “world”?
Is it just the planet we live on or
is it a combination of reality, imagination
and the unknown that grasps many by
infecting us with curiosity?
Many will say that we all create our
own little worlds but in truth the
worlds we create are rarely our own.
Family become part of the worlds we
create but dreams are never far away
regardless of how normal or far-fetched.
We may create many different worlds to
where we can wander off to whenever
we desire but we must remember that
within our own little worlds secrets are
forever created thus are rarely shared
causing them to change into something
far larger than we can behold on our own.
However big or small, our own little
worlds steadily become worlds that
are never our own but shared by many
regardless of how hard we try to keep
them under lock and key.
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