06-22-2020, 11:06 PM
There is a place that exists within the far reaches of imagination. We must travel sometimes a far distance to find it and when we do, it appears and disappears. We linger and search for a way to stay. It calls to us when we are away. We yearn to return to the beauty, possibilities dreams and wonder.
Held by reality's agonizing grip, we are sometimes ripped away from this place, this world where dreams and enchantment come alive. It is there always waiting for the wanderers and wordsmiths. This realm is one of our own creation, so the power is ours to return to again and again. It will not die.
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Held by reality's agonizing grip, we are sometimes ripped away from this place, this world where dreams and enchantment come alive. It is there always waiting for the wanderers and wordsmiths. This realm is one of our own creation, so the power is ours to return to again and again. It will not die.