A magic wrought of dying dreams
A wizard light that creeps and glows;
Painting grey hills and sluggish streams
In tints of gold and rose
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Like telling an opal it only looks like love, can only be a stone and watching it die of remorse
Oh how true! I'm ought to have atleast 20 characters to write this comment. But just an 'amazing' would do.
A lovely write with a nice rhythm. I really like how she injects different colors throughout the piece. Helps to create its lovely imagery.