the feeling after the last page
fuzziness where well-defined edges may have once been
think, yellow stars
not quite walking, not quite floating
You aren't always aware-
in the moment-
that you are being enchanted.
Magic is being transferred,
everyone deserves a slice.
magic is knowing that loves can crash
because there is one out there, yet
magic is believing in yourself.
magic pushes you
that first page will wait for you again.
Read again. Try again. Dream
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