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Between two worlds there lays a realm, a place of mystic wonder Tread lightly in that place or you may be pulled underDwell not on all the things you have you’ll not take them anywayPerhaps you will return, or more likely you will stayMargo’s life was simple, her feet firm on the groundUntil she fell into a hole, a new world she had foundNever again, she told herself, will I wonder through the mazeIt seems I’ll meander here until the end of daysThe vines of terror tried to seize her mind, her will extremely strongShe had it wrap around itself while pretending to go alongGiving way to fear was not her style, she knew that she would winFirst to throw off tyranny, yet where do I beginShe saw a sliver of light, behold, which direction shall I goLike a moth drawn toward the light, curiosity it did showAt first the shapes did not make sense, raising her defenseShe fathomed it a reptile with wings, but that did not make senseThe fog retreated, the sun peeked in, the cave where she did resideSurely a dragon, just as bewildered stood there by her sideA mysterious dream, she told herself for dragons are not realYet scales I touch upon them, and red eyes pierce like steel While walking through the maze of life, encounter things we mustYour eyes, your ears, the smell of things, in which one do you trustWhen you think things make no sense to you, in your world you preside Yet you have to wonder, how about the possibilities on the other side
