Imagination Is a paradise.

Imagination is such a paradise.

Not just some child's play toy.

Our paradise may not be the same as others.

But it is our own paradise; something that we cherish.

Something that we hope never to forget.

Whether our paradise is sinister, peaceful, loud, quiet, dark, or light.

It does not matter; because we will always have.

Especially  when we need it most.

The End

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