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This poem came from a repetitive dream that I kept having when I was 18. |
| An empty forest valley sparkles pure white The scent of life is faint in the air Yet, winter breeze carries the truth It leads the way to those that see hope Fur covered in snow, ice, and frost She travels on following the dream A small ray of sun shines through the high trees Bringing her journey to a halt at what she sees A hidden valley full of life and love Filling her with warmth as the snow melts from her body A loud howl of hope escapes from within her In a moments time, others arrive to her dream Being filled with love and happiness Never to be harmed again by despair |