My perfect world

by R Dhadra
(Herts uk)

To remember. To imagine.  To dream. The sights,  sounds and smells.  This is the closest I can go.

I watched as my perfect reality, drifted quietly away to seemingly distant shores.   

Memories are now my ship upon which I sail  back to the centre of my very own and very perfect universe.

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