Quite the romantic who is blind,
Umbrella mind prosopagnosic
Idealistic Facades masking reality.
Xanthic in meadows of envious poppy,
Over the rainbow starry eyed
Tell daydreamer virgin it's
Impractical to be so happy go lucky,
Chasing utopia in falling stars.
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