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I love to sit and shut my eyes
when the world seems to spin too fast
In my darkness I feel disguised
I wish that it would last

I love thinking far away thoughts
when normality is boring me
in my head I won’t get caught
As I deform reality

I don’t have to sit and listen
or overhear their heated fights
My imagination glistens
when I shut my eyes real tight

Don’t fear for me when I’m alone
for I’ll be satisfied
just let me be on my own
as you let the old me die

So I don’t care if the sun is out
or rain is coming down streaming
I’ll be happy without a doubt
as long as I’ll be dreaming.

by Dolores Nabokov, 17, Australia


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