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This one is old! I was young, a budding poet I guess you could say. More likely than not this was part of an English assignment, and in my typical fashion, I would see a picture, which would then elicit an emotion from me and inspire me to write something. The picture was that of a castle, far away and I imagined it romantic, as all young girls do…a la Cinderella fashion…but then in my young teenage cynical mind I woke up and said ….”nahhh“.

Dreaming

In a castle
by the hill,
I find myself…
with you.

In a castle
by the hill
I find myself…
loving you.

In a castle
by the hill
I find myself…
alone.

©Loly Mireles
-1974

[photo credit:  http://www.flickr.com/photos/frizztext/1530381496/%5D

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