What it was was
Good enough, if
You can forget
What you wanted,
Thought you wanted,
Dreamed you wanted,
Made up to want
Ways things should be.
Forgive us. We
Tangle your thoughts
As we make them up,
Make you forget
That we’re pretend
And not what was,
Is, or will be.
Your then’s real then.
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