Mystical World
In this mystical game of life, I see magic
all around
If you listen, you'll hear the essence but it
won't make a single sound
You must keep your eyes peeled for its subtle
with quiet ways
Once you see it it'll never leave you staying as
a companion till the end of days
Some frown when they see the truth unaware
that they've been blessed
They're being schooled on the path of purpose
so of course, there are many tests
I digress for I'm ahead born to assist a world
of growing bodies
I scribble from a place of love without a care
though it seems like a simple hobby
You can find me in my own world & I'll share
what I have seen
This world is holographic in a sense a living
waking dream
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