I dream of a magical place, where I might have a smile on my face.
It is a beautiful land, and there are always adventures at hand.
I wouldn’t have to live in a castle, I need not any vassal.
Having loved ones was always enough, even when things got tough.
My friends would fight by my side, we had each other, we loved one another.
My whole family, blood or not could always save each other if we sought with purity.
Because love is the most powerful thing, so we all end up living as royals.
The trees sing out above, the water flows with the music, wind singing loud as the humans.
The kingdom and the people’s homes would be filled with love and laughter, and we would all live
HAPPILY EVER AFTER…
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Poem by Parker A Blackwood
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