The Enchanted Forest

Once there was a girl who fade from light,
On there, she trail, on one foggy night.
The dream that lull to tell before,
The dream shall take, and nevermore.
She wander alone in an endless wake,
She stare upon the crystalline make.
And when at last, she speak no sound,
For she fell of late, vanish around.

For the forest spell not of a place,
It stand throughout in a warm embrace.
And if, you see, the late firefly,
Then prepare, to say, your final goodbye.

Art: The Enchanted Forest by GeneRazART (Genesis Raz von Edler)


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