Another poem for ya

I was going through my old poems in my poetry notebook looking for an empty page for my Halloween poem and thought to share this.

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written Spring 2002

Many people tell me
every day what is
As if they are experts
in this reality called life

I see reality every day
in front of my face
Many people forget
the great dream called what if

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