Till you are blown


I build castles in the air
and taste hollowness
rooms resound with laughter
but it all dissipates up there


Yes, I’m Fantasy, I power your minds
create worlds where you can thrive
I’m intangible, I’m ethereal
I can’t mimic the flesh, though I strive


Grab what’s floating around
and make it your own
give it a shape, a fancy name
dance in the bubbles, till you are blown

Dear Mr. Fantasy

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