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| Whispers |
| The whispers of a dying flower, The whispers of the fairies hour, Whispers of a glistening lake, Whispering to me of things, Whispering of elves, gnomes and nymphs, Telling me they do exist, That I see them right now, But I whisper back, I don't see these things, They whisper to me and said to close my eyes and open them again I will see many things, So I whisper ok, I open my eyes and saw a fairy swoop by Lush green grass, flowered that hummed the melody of a bumblebee. The castle just over the hill, With a dragon that guarded it, I heard nymphs giggling, gorgeous buterflies. I ran to a waterfall nearby, it glistened like diamonds, I saw a huge face in the watefall and I asked why am I here? It replied, you are here when you want to be here, I said how could this be? It did not reply and I saw some mermaids swim by, I told myself this could not be real, Then things started to dissapear, The castle faded away, The dragon seemed to scream in pain, A fairy quickly approached me, theses things are real ,as long as you believe, come to this place whenever you wish, she also faded away. I closed my eyes once more and foundmyself where I was once more But I will remember to visit that place when I am .. alone. |
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