Reality
by Sheena Deaton
A pile of letters, never sent.
The thoughts of dreams I have lent.
A bunch of unfinished stories.
A life of untold and untouched glories.
Whithering roses on the table,
evidence of a living fable. 
Enchanted woods filled with laughter,
the prince and the pauper living happily ever after.
No one imagined they were one and the same,
until the realization of life's unreality came.
Though the pieces of the puzzle may not always fit,
change your outlook and you just may make it.
Some are shocked by the reality of the unreal,
but the future is the result of how we feel.
Or for those who care it matters anyway,
but for reality's sake, hold on to someday.
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