Fantasy, reality, extensions of the same class
One feeding off the other and returning values back
And in between the time are global variables that amass
A system of public interchange that makes up what they lack
The dreams of possibilities to events are just the same
For if they were impossible, how could they have a name?
The way that things just are and feel puts all accounts to shame
So consider each bug as just a value you can’t tame
I choose to lapse in dream over what can and can’t exist
But each event that happens here is something never missed
That said, my gaze on fantasy is something that persists
A draw to other worlds and lives I cannot resist
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