#WritcoPoemPrompt122
Someone has asked you a question,
That feels far too personal,
It's only a first impression,
You might be completely wrong and irrational,
A little annoyed maybe,
That he is so curious to my well being,
Collaboration to the extreme like a battlefield,
A complete stranger, creep and freaked,
I wasn't gonna give in but when he said I was in his dream,
Strange indeed weird and hard to believe,
That he can see me in his dreams and his heart beat,
But little did I know, he's a mind reader on the streets,
The best part of his scheme is that he really can read,
He told me in his dream I will be on that same street,
And soon enough he knows where I leave,
That what I will be when I grow up,
Is a homeless selling socks on the street,
Bloody hell you old witch,
I was really going on that direction you see,
But you didn't have to said it out loud creap,
But guess what trampoline,
I will not be who you dream and say I will be,
The last thing he said before I walked away,
If I didn't give him money for what he just reveal,
His vision of me will be for real,
I told him to dream some more then maybe the next time we'll meet I might give him a treat...
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