Imaginations border shifts
The lines of reality are fey
There's no distinction anymore
No black and white, just gray
Time can stop forever
But still a clocks hands turn
Moments can be frozen
And ice can somehow burn
Love can make you hurt
Joy can make you cry
Tears can make a river
Memories never die
None of these make any sense
But somehow they are true
When imaginations border shifts
Who knows what reality can do?
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