In my imagination, your living your life.

Walking under city lights, flashing your sweet smile.

Your book is tucked safely underneath your arm.

Your off to meet a friend in the street's alarm.

You wave to me joyfully as you turn to leave.

In my imagination, you're still running free.

By Jonna Kihlman

From: Sweden

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