A Mind Bizarre
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A children's poem,
Or one to terrify.
It's down to mood,
In my mind's eye.
I'm Willo the Wisp,
Or maybe Marley's ghost.
The one never seen,
Or meet the most.
I'm in your bubble,
Or many miles away.
An idea exclusive,
Or a thought astray.
Never here nor there,
Always near or far.
An imagination wild,
From a mind bizarre.
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