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Updated: Jul 12, 2022

Enchant me, storyteller With your melodic musings. Scatter the prism of life, Fold me into a respite, A reverie.

Reflect all I long to be And that which eludes my sight. Free the fangs of rules, order; Meld the fragments together, A visage.

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Charlotte A. Cason
Charlotte A. Cason
Jul 10, 2022

This was beautiful, the picture reminded of a place I used to play with my brother 2 blocks from our home, a wooded area, with a little stream through it. Our imaginations were enhanced playing there. Your writing here captured that.

Holly Bills
Holly Bills
Jul 11, 2022
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Thank you for sharing, and I'm so happy to have reminded you of that treasured place! Imaginations are magical things whose power too often wanes as time progresses. We seek the storytellers to capture the remnants and put them together in ways we never expected.

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