A magical creature possible to see only lives inside of you if you will just believe. It has gone beyond the land we live to a place it hides. It's only memory left is buried in our minds. To completely see it you have to believe in the magic above only then can it's power be received. With a radiant horn that not all can see and a flowing mane it runs through the land so wild and free. It searches for others from across the the land to oceans of blue hoping to find those that understand. One who can carry on it's story, it's dream to those who can not see and convince them of what's called fantasy. A magical creature I've never seen before except in my heart is the one that I love -- it's the unicorn. Copyright January 12, 1999 by Bobbie J. BrownBirth sign: Scorpio
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