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Pathfinder

Pathfinder I am the pathfinder who writes the right way Through jungles and deserts a path I find without delay To see amazing parts of the world that is hidden without my say I write what is to be given to see by eyes only ready to obey With wonderment and knowledge of what is and is not today A wordsmith from the ancient world of words that lead us to play Imagination is endless with words familiar and unacquainted to relay The red witch and her white dragon fly through the night recited this day Whether or not they are here in black and white and red of course displays Magical illusions are the perfect green garden with no rules just swish and sway We do however seem to write laws that are not permissive to make the earth so grey I do believe the world is for children to endeavour and listening to grownups is sometimes confusing and completely puts me in disarray.

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