Run, flee, hide from this world.
Find a warm haven away from the noise.
Weave, dance, round and round whirled
The trees will hold you and all of your joys.
Secret, hidden, and full of wonder
Whispers clearly resounding as thunder
Mysteries unseen unlocked with one power
Treasures untold are frail as a flower.
Hold strong.
The plot is a fighter,
Yet sweet as a song.
When sung by a writer.
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Poems as Strange as Llamas
PoetryA book of poems that are, Good and bad, Happy and sad. Loving and wondering. Hateful and pondering. Mysterious and curious. Angry and furious. Words from the heart, Each taking their part, To open the world, From the eyes of two girls.
