I love my world.
Although the world outside of my own is large I love my own little world I love to drag myself into.
I love my little girl fantasies about love, romance, and dance.
I love my daydreams about what I want for my future.
I love my world.
Although the world outside my own is cold I love to isolate myself in my own where there is love and warmth.
I love my fantasies about writing and poetry.
I love my daydreams about rhythm and rhyme.
I love my world.
Although the world outside of mine is different I love to enjoy mine as it is.
I love daydreaming while listening to music.
I love to come up with my own words while listening to the songs.
I love my world.
Although mine is not of this one I love it while I'm in it.
My own world makes me happy.
This is the world I want to create if I could create my own.
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Danielle Mosley
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