Fantasy/Reality

Fantasy is a moonlit beach,
covered in white light.
Reality is the moonlit beach,
while drunken bums, they fight.
Fantasy is the deep blue sky,
contrast by soft white cloud.
Reality is ignoring the sky,
cause your friends voice is too loud.
Fantasy is a perfect love,
devoted, kind, and sweet.
Reality, there is no such love,
to seek one invites defeat.
Fantasy is everyone happy,
always friendly with each other.
Reality are the fights that happen,
with sister, friend or brother.
Fantasy, is everything perfect,
every word and thought,
Reality is what we learn to live,
live with what we wrought.

Nicholas Bronson

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