Minutes turn into hours, but now it’s been days.
Drifting through dreamscapes in mystical ways.
Weeks become months, it’s all but a haze.
Walls made of ivy, a pathway untamed.
Adventures and risks, who needs structure that pays?
Through otherworldly forests, where mythic creatures stray.
Leading to kingdoms of magic unnamed.
A fairytale realm where wonders await.
Another life, a different time, my journey replays.
Wake up, young girl, come back to today.
Snap back to reality, forever astray.
Poetic Earth 
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