
At both busy and leisure hours
From my imagination raw and seasoned both
Imagination of me, you & us
Him , her and them.
Imagination of fear
Of love and hatred
Imagination of peace and chaos
Of meadows and mountains
Of good and better old days
Imagination of battered past
I do migrate
From the memories inspiring dimple
And the memories causing dent
I do migrate
From things to prove and challenge
To show off and change
I do migrate
From this bullyish imagination of the hell
And that of the soothing heaven
Of the future prosperous or perilous
I do migrate
From the imagination of sunshine
And coal black night
I do migrate
From the Springs and the Autamns
And rainy days and wintry nights
From foes and friends
I do migrate
I do migrate
I do migrate
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