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Every Now and Then
She was an illusion, only fantasy
but when she faded, she took away reality.
Like a magician's trick,
a trick to the mind.
A trick to the heart,
all left behind.
wonderful
and gorgeous,
she was heaven sent.
He was a
little kid,
with an
imaginary friend.
Why she never came back?
he can never understand.
From that day and
on, he never,
saw her
again.
Well I guess s***
happens
every now
and then.
she took his science, and his reality.
funny however, behind she left gravity.
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