Childhood 3 : Make-believe

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Make-believe

I like to leave before a party ends

Because then I can pretend it never did;

Or, that it ended because

I was the life of the party.

I like to believe that, in sunsets,

There are strange writings and coloured skulls --

And that, when it's dark,

They let loose and dance.

I like to think of my food and drink

As a bond between me and the earth

And of my friends as my link
To all human flesh.

I like to believe that all my people
Are real, and exactly how I want them,

And not as they are, because
That would be way too sad.

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