Pandora Box
Pandora’s Box is opened by a carnival queen
Her skin of berry and cinnamon enable her
Propelling her forward in an insatiable way
A daffodil orb appears within a magnolia tree’s sight
There is a special feeling in the fragrant air
Which reeks of persimmon and pumpkin
A magical moment which goes unseen
By those who do not believe in mystical beings
For they cannot see or fathom Pandora’s Box
Or observe the queen, who is now surrounded by doves.
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