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This is a place where the soul may dwell in the silence, the darkness...
In the comfort of night souls converge, become one, and disappear again into the shadows...
Welcome to the world of night, a magical world where
Memory and prophesy are one... � � � � As they were meant to be in
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...is no more than the dreams of children who have lost the ability to see faeries and
unicorns...
� � �This is the secret garden of dreams and magic...� � � � � � � �
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in the quiet hope of night.� � � � � �
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Welcome to
a world where fantasy and reality are one...
� � � A place where the need for words fades in the darkness, leaving only
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You can find this poem of mine as well as many other great poems at
Poets Corner.
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