Best Left Unchanged
Once there was a book
Upon the castle of heroes and mythical creatures
A portal
Time did not exist, only dreams
Once there was a useless pile of parchment and leather
Upon the mountain of junk and worn out stuffed animals
A waste
Time was limited, dreams could wait
Once there were forgotten memories
Upon the boxes of a life well lived
A childhood
Time had gone too fast, but the dreams had never died
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