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Mar 2016
I see dragons and flying horses. I ride upon unicorns and watch fairies fly about. Waterfalls are enchanted with water nymphs that tease and play tricks on unsuspecting passers by. The trees can speak in their own peculiar way and the sky changes color with the mood of the day. When all things are in harmony, it is a light blue or a bright hue of pink. When there is distress it turns silver grey or a pail yellow. The sun shines down brightly but not too hot, only warm enough to wake the gnomes and wood sprites. In a land that is as real as my imagination, the world is a much more interesting place when mystic creatures abound.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  57/M/Atlanta Georgia
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