Creative Reality

by Kronin Wanderforth

Rather than deny the world
My faith in its reality
I denied my own reality
to the world
Remembering at once the child
Grabbing my hand, hoping to make me a part of her world
To exist only to give her happiness
And if I could, I would have denyed myself
to the world
To become a figment of her imagionation
Existing only to make her happy
Only the world held on too strong
She went home
And I went home
And the world went on as it always had

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