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When you are young

you have

imaginary friends

right?

You

make them up and

hang out with them

have adventures you can

never have

with real people.

I had a whole crowd

of friends who

didn’t exist

outside of my head.

Real people were

well

boring.

Adults were the worst.

They say How are you?

And I usually say nothing

because I know they can’t handle

the truth.

Some ask What do you want to be

when you grow up?

And sometimes I answer

I want to live in my own kingdom

an island filled with amazing beings

only I can imagine.