My Escape.
I've made up places,with people to fit.
Imagined their faces,
their humor and wit.
A world to escape to,
when life fails again.
Where what I want to do,
makes thier day begin.
A world completely mine,
morning, noon, and night.
Where everything is fine,
every day a delight.
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