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Quick Poetry

I asked them what they wanted.

I love you. They whispered into my ear.

To: My Imaginary Friend,

An apparition, an illusionary sound of silence.

A humming from an invisible being.

Phantom memories and I love you

It’s just a spicy memory.


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Take a moment to imagine this is how you see:






Aliens? Extraterrestrial life?

Yes.




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