its my love song too.

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

– excerpt of Sylvia Plath’s “Mad Girl’s Love Song”

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You are probably a figment of my imagination.

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