Magic born from liquid gold
life given from stardust written
in my book of old
A warning to those who read
Some stories are not for retelling
They keep the universe in place
The Milky Way spinning
Legends handed down through the ages
More than flights of fancy
Imagination grown from one word
Within its pages
Your eyes cannot see until the mind is still
In your hand, the power grows
Worlds created by the written word
No water needed, the seed will grow
Legends retold are born again…
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