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  • Margaryta Bushkin

What is this magical dream that I dream

What is this magical dream that I dream

I walk through the trees of a forest so green With butterflies with colors that I’ve never seen The wind is a whisper and the birds softly sing

But when I look again The forest is black The trees are all dead and their branches are bare And slowly I realise that my dream has become a nightmare!

I don’t know where I am now I’m running, I’m tripping, I scream and I shout Would flash at my arms, would scrap at my feet I’m lost and I can’t find my way out!

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