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Sep 2016
There was no magic,
nothing.

All he wished for was a spark, some light.
nothing.

He looked at his reflection,
nothing.

He looked up,
nothing.

Down,
nothing.

But little did he know that behind him,
there was,
something.

There always was.

//KZ.M
KZ
Written by
KZ  Narnia
(Narnia)   
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   Ephemeral Em, LeV3e and Erin Kelly
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