Where Stories Are Made
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joyouscellyjcIn love with poetry
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We when we stop believing miracles die

Where Stories Are Made

by joyouscellyjc

Maybe in the lap of stars stories are made

On the warm breezes of the night sky fairytales reside

And maybe there is the magic Castle in the clouds our dreams now evade

Maybe wings are waiting for us in a land of no pride

Somewhere in nature I believe heaven lies

The clouds, the sky, the sunshine, the rain

When we stop believing, stop loving, maybe miracles die

Maybe we find our deepest infinities we go insane

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