Life Without

January 24, 2014

I love to sit and imagine.

Imagine life without a smile.

Life without being happy.

To imagine my entire life rolling by without the thrills.

Without the beautiful dreams.

Without my favorite colors.

Without the long-anticipated adventures and the passionate hero.

Without the clouds and the sunset.

I love to sit and imagine,

Because it causes me to realize the superb perfection

That has framed my whole existence.

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