ella no creía en los finales felices, pero quería que le demostraran que estaba equivocada

Ode to 398.2

I've traveled around the world
without leaving home.
I go anywhere
my imagination wants to roam.
I take a look,
in a folktale book,
and travel on the wings of words.
Soaring to far away places,
ancient times,
or magical spaces,
I find a fantasy view...
reading a book
from the library shelf
marked

Heather Forest

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