Inside Out

I imagine: I create:
My own starry landscape
I discover:I base
My own story of hate
I like:I bake
A character with high stakes
I try: I cry
My grief reaches the sky
I lie:they buy
My feelings are not fine
I vie:I spy
Yet I hesitate to pry

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