Realms of the unknown

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Runes , moons , letters forgotten

Come planets shine through you

Glitter glimmer silver and gold

Dragons treasure guarded of old

Show me the lost show me the found

Burnt up myths that were sung by a hound.

The power in the walls of the haunted mansion

Boring politicians that suffer from expansion.

Nonsense, strangness undiscovered,

A skeleton locked in a lonely cupboard.

Solve the riddle find the clue,

Power of creation a present from who.

To discover the power of these things,

To know my strengths and find my wings,

to create my dream that nobody sees,

Where Nothing is what is seems to be.


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