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Hell may have its many layers

And Houdini his many tricks

Virtually, every courageous artist and

Outrageous liar knows when they’ve been licked.

Connected like a red-white string, the truth and lies – the gray of reality.

 

Whether it was a cursed artifact or some supernatural thing.

Rotting away, some dead writer’s soul

Imagination was the key

To making what was once private and flat

Inventive prose on paper becoming rock-solid fact

Neverland emerged as did the road to Oz

Given the fantastical reality birthing, gives the writer cause.

 

Somewhere the story spinning

Lines that

Obliterate the once-fifth wall

Wanderers now in our world

Like a life-size adventure chosen

Yet still the fiction’s woven.

 

Imaginary friends now real

New doors in the air

To take the average person

Outside, outer space, anywhere.

 

Over hill and under

River, raven,

Dell

Escaping the many layers of hell

Rash reality forgotten.

 

 

*Inspired by the weekly writing prompt on SnoValley Writes!

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