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Solace


We drift away to Narnia in our sleep,

if only to gain some solace from the dreadful company we keep.

In spite of the futility of it,

we crave and thrive within the vicinity of our creation.

It nourishes us and gives us strength,

for we could not survive solely in reality,

or we would go uncomfortably mad.

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