Magician

Poem

One day I will be a successful magician
Turning what I see into its fruition
Imagination more than a mere suggestion
Reality a blank slate with no permission

I want to do so many things with my life
I’ll be able to with my wand by my side
And if I don’t like the path that I choose
I’ll swing my wand, I got nothing to loose

Every possibilty at my fingertips
Dreams come true as words slip from my lips
With my wand I can savor ten thousand sips
A journey traveled by a legion of ships

 

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photograph by Sylvain Reygaerts

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