Dreamer

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You make me a dreamer.
I've always had a wild imagination, but you have made it impossible to live outside of my head.
I shampooed my hair twice, thinking the second time was conditioner, while lost in the clouds somewhere.
It wasn't until suds ran into my eyes, stinging them shut, that I realized there was a problem.
A fantasy world where things are different is my home now,
And I've written it into my notebook so many times I've lost count.
Some days I wish I could jump into those blue lines, dive into the words I used to create my ideal world, and swim around until my life has merged within it.
I am such a dreamer...both in day and at night.
Curse you for it.

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