October 18, 2007
By Thelma Perez, New York City, NY

My life moves everyday
And my illusion is my world
Of all possibility.
I ask
What will be of me
And you,
Reality is near my door
But still outside.
Where is my superpower?
To save me from this world
Of torture.
Once I meet
My future goals,
Reality will always be
My companion
Of dreams and nightmares.
I ask
Where are you when I need a hug?
But as I see
You are not in my world
Of Reality.

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