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Imagine what you may, in earth and under heaven - there's nothing in the way of being really *that* unreal, /* poetlint-ignore-next-line no-inflected-rh
by throwanem 5y ago
Imagine what you may, in earth and under heaven -
there's nothing in the way of being really *that* unreal,
/* poetlint-ignore-next-line no-inflected-rhyme */
but only what we do and say, imagination-leaven'd.
/* poetlint-ignore-next-line no-rain-pain-style-rhyme */
The world constrains us all no less, for all we so reveal.
// TODO "but are we so constrained", et cetera, et ceter
// TODO "when worlds we make at will," and so on in same meter