My Favourite Place

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NOTE~I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS LIKE 8 SO PLEASE DON'T JUDGE

Here; my favourite place can be anywhere, or anything. Dragons and pegasi can roam the skies while ogres toddle across the rocky earth. Or it can change to fit my mood like pouring with rain while the people weep with despair trying to grasp out-of-reach hope. Or the sun could look down on crowds of happy deer prancing about on stilts. I have complete control over this world; I am their god. I can make anything appear, disappear or do anything at a simple thought commanding everyone there. I have the power to create beasts with diamond eyes walk on air and trap the four leafed clover in an icy prison for eternity. Here I can lose myself and forget all my troubles, throwing emotions around like they are dice.  

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