On My Pillow

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When I put my head on my pillow

The magic starts

I meet people

People far more interesting and kind than in real life

Strangers

Acquaintances

Family and friends

Blemishes in character voided

Debts are nonexistent

Mine and theirs

New loves spellbinding

Some brand new; some recurring

But all miraculous and mythical just the same

I don’t know them but I love them unconditionally

I wake ready to take on the world

For just a mere moment

Until the realization

That it wasn’t real

I plod through the day

I can’t wait to put my head on my pillow tonight

Author: Whipped Owl

Writer Musician Historian Sportsman Loner

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