f a n t a s y w o r l d .
I heard you're the story teller who told tales that made us want to be forgotten in the fog of London's mornings
I heard you told a tale about a boy
Whose eyes were too big for his face, whose mouth was too small for his liking and whose hands were too big for his comfort
But you didn't tell about the boy whose world was a dream I once dreamt
Eyes big but not big enough to capture the beauty of the make-believe world
You didn't confess about his small mouth which he used to talk with but nothing came out when his mothers screams for help drained his ears out. All he could do was stare with that lingering gaze which was trapped in his fantasy like world .
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