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my
imaginary friend
drops in from who-knows-where?
or they were there when I arrived
no one else can see
my special friend
my secret friend
friend of my imagining
I give a name
it’s not his hers
and no one else will know
come from a sky
from the city of bridges
come from a silent sea
it’s fun we’re at together
it’s friend who has imagined me
helps with my homework too
by virtue of an absence here
we have an understanding
comes in the form of a game
on Sunday or any other almost
often wake up to tell a joke
the antlers just for frolic
I write this message in a bottle
so very far out
so as to say
how one day we may go away
imaginary friend and I
we’ll wave the world goodbye
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