I Am a Teleporter


I am a teleporter 

I can temporarily leave this world

Into a world I create 

My own safe haven

All I need is my trusty pen and paper

Like an artist painting her canvas

I imprint my words onto the paper

Like strokes of a paintbrush 

I paint my world with my words

But like any other teleporter may tell you home will always be home

Reality is what some people may call it

Although I may not like it

I will always have my ability to write poetry

To travel between worlds

To escape my own for a while

That is why I write


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