Once there was a mythical place
Where fairies used to live
That you could chase

The trees used to be so green
And their were so many creatures
It was a quite a beautiful scene

Tigers would walk through this domain
And prowl for something to eat
In this land where there was no pain

Everyday, there was something new
In this infinitely growing place
Even the colors and the hue

Then one day, it began to dissipate
No one knew was was happening
And it became a huge debate

They never figured the kids caused this
The children just stopped dreaming
And in turn took away so much bliss

The children began having horrible dreams
And this is why this mystical land began to disapear
So the fairies went out in teams
To bring back their land so dear

After that, again the children started to dream
And that beautiful land grew again
And again the River of Dreams started to stream

*This is a piece about the imagination. We should never let it die, because
that other world, our dreams, is what gives us inspiration. So never let our
imaginations die."
 
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