

ImpromptuLife is nothing more or less,Impromptu
Than that which traffics time and space. Some things come and some things go, Birth and death, and simple things, Which fill the difference From one to the next
No poet's dream, nor dreamer's song, Can take the scope of the living world
My day to day or night and sigh Begin the laughter of the night. The elves of dreams The dwarves of tales, The birds of flight, Or dragon scales.
The imagination or the mind The life that breaths eternal stories.
-yuni-
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