Conjuring up wild flowers in thin air,
Living in perfectly crafted mansions and houses,
Basking in air, warmed by the Spring Sun,
Earning paper defined by the constrained human mind.
That’s the fantastical world I live in.
Compared to that, dear Son,
Yours is so much easier to understand and perceive.
I would sacrifice mine any day to live in yours.
Full of creations of the mind found everywhere we go,
Let’s go and look for some Pokemons.
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