Imagination Aspiration

You feel yourself drifting,

Off to sleep.

On your very own...

Boat of dreams.

Then before you,

There stands a tree

Full of ember leaves,

It makes you smile,

For you haven't seen,

It in a while.

You feel the weights of Aspiration,

Slowly pulling out the lids of your eyes,

While your mind begins to sing sweet lies,

Of fantasies incarnation.

- Kaliyah Myers, a Poem to a soon to be book named, The Mad Project

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