binds you to your core,
an escape of worlds,
a dream in a dream,
all creation in the palm of your hands,
Going to that one place in your mind that's perfect,
for me,
it's a lake, on a warm day, with a nice little beach and picnic area,
a boat to play in, a boy to love,
and a world with no one bothering it.
Just a day, on a lake.
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