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Let Imagination Resume


oh. the Insanity

it comes and it blows

like the wind

but with minds instead of kites

 

shall you search for an anitdote?

no, no silly

What would their crunchy Jaws snap at then?!

Innocence

 

oh I can see it now...

the nasty nicknames are called

the exclusion takes place

the little ones are beaten down

the differences are beaten out of them...

it makes me cry.

 

but this is what I stand up to say:

I won't let you crumble me

you can't crush this

there is no constricting my Imagination

there is no conclusion

no contorting here

you can't cure me

this crazy doesn't stop coming

they can't quiet this

they can't even clutch it

in their crusty Jaws

because

my Imagination is mine!

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