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My World

I walk down the block but I'm far from home

Where am I?

I know where I am

I am in the world of my stories

The people withe the familier faces are my chracters

I have walked into the setting and plot

Anything I think here will happen

This world is of my making

This world is my world

This world is my imagination

My dreams my stories

* I wrote this poem after I had a dream about meeting some of my characters. I was walking down a dark ally and bumped into this hot guy. I got a good look at him and he was Hunter from my story. It was a vaery interesting dream

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