My Other Mind
He lives and breathes without a heart
He’s beside me through it all
I see him there although he’s not
He awakens at my call
He’s my better half, my right hand man
He reasons with my mind
He brings his logic to my anger
He’s gentle, he is kind
Though he’s not real, he’s bright as day
He’s helped me with no end
He brings my racing thoughts to rest
My imaginary friend
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