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Nick is My Best Friend

How do you drescribe it when a four year old knows another person exists
Almost like trying to describe a dream
like capturing magic
it makes you wonder,
is it real?

He said, “Nick is my best friend,
“I heard it in a dream.”

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My name is Michael and during my free time I avoid having a day job. Strangely enough, this gives me the freedom to run this blog. I write just about anything that can be considered art. I also occasionally post articles that may or may not be relevant to the theme of this site. You’ve been warned.

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