Somewhere at the Edge of Reality

Somewhere at the edge of reality,
Near the very end of the galaxy,
Is a ship that is not,
A thing but a thought,
An image of ethereality.

It is called the Imagination,
It is built out of inspiration,
With stories unstarted,
And worlds yet uncharted,
As its next destination.

So come aboard this ship with me,
And we'll set sail for infinity,
We'll go at full steam,
Propelled by our dreams,
And endless possibility.

The End

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