by Richard Frankland

Created on: June 10, 2007

Within here,
I'm a rock star,
playing to stadium crowds.
Fans singing along
to my self penned tunes.
Or an enigma
full of mystery and intrigue.
The press can't define
or categorize me.
Then a scientist,
discovering sort after cures.
Bringing hopes to the masses,
extending their lives.
Now I'm running,
up front of a marathon crowd.
My heart beating fast,
spurred on by the crowd.
An explorer,
visiting far of lands.
Where no human has been
or seen before.
A photographer,
catching the perfect shot.
As the two suns rise over the distant shore
and the giant siliquant tree stands tall.
This picture would look great on anyones wall.
I'm an artist,
a tramp.
I'm rich,
I'm poor.
I have been all these things
and I will be more.
For if you let your imagination run wild.
You can be anything for a while.

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