A Summer Rain

It is now gone

All that once was

A long forgotten place

A world seen through

A summer rain
Just a glimpse of

What might have been

When I hear the whispered

Words coming out of silent dreams
A step beyond reality

A walk in our memories

A hunt for lost treasures

Just to realize

What once was is

And is now not
What I thought we had

Never existed

What never existed

Is what we had

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Reality and I have quarrelled. This is where I go so he can't find me, my Other Place. Here I can spin my Fancies and Fiction, as I wander among the Stars and listen as they whisper their secret to the moon. My name is Annie, I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself. I love cats, listening to the blues, the mountains more than the beach, being lazy, writing my fancies and fiction and I also love to crochet. That's me and this is my Other Place.

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