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Head in the Cloud
“What is that?” They gasped in disgust.
The girl was a fairy, a witch? or perhaps a magician?
She carries the stardust of a dream
The mystical creature's wings of strength
And the endless power of create
She was unusual, very different from the rest
Always have her head in the cloud;
But never plan to stop this path of strange
“What is that?” a kid gasped in excitement.
Dream Parade
After the battle, I swam up
A secret parade, a quiet place
Not like something that I’ve ever known
But also not so bad after all.
In the parade, I was given,
a dress of blooming life;
A dress that lights up the quiet parade;
Embellishing this wondrous place.
From the gleam of light, I met
A little magic friend of mine
“You’ve made it,” it said.
“Just in time for your parade…
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