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Mar 16
I didn't notice everything was falling
Until I hit the ground.
But, my, how exciting the rush I felt
When my world was coming down.
I pulled a wishbone from my pocket
to make a wish that might come true.
A realm of this feeling,
Sharing the winds tide to come and dance through.
How I utter the hope of energy
That gave me this ecstasy.
With my wish,
May this feeling make this realm no longer a fantasy.
Written by
BoringBoy  19/M
(19/M)   
26
   Empire
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