Member Poem

If every little corner were to exhibit memories they hold,
I'd be,with no doubt,enchanted for the nostalgia

Focus on what's in front, they say
To become somewhat better individual , they say
Secretly wish they,too, could reckon things to linger prefer the past
Wish they,too, would appreciate the subtle art of reminiscence

If I were to be taken to every little corner of the world,
With no refusal, I'd be in the mission
For I craved the power to teleport so much as a kid

The world is too logical
Lemme take a break
I'll be right back after the worst case scenario
Until then,I'll be holding onto my corner
In the nation of illusions