Dear John Lennon,
I Imagine…
you composing your melodic stories that have forever lived on.
Knowing as you put soul to words,
words to music,
that such creation will act as seeds to those who listen.
Seeds of inspiration, of morality, of hope,
the beautiful effect of which could never truly be
measured,
but only imagined.
I Imagine…
that night forty-three years a…
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