My
Journal
My flying carpet takes me where
I really want to go
Around the world or just next door
So fast or very slow
My crystal ball will show me how
My future just may be
What will happen, when and where
I look inside and see
My wishing well of endless dreams
My heart's deepest desires
A thought will quickly bring about
Imagination's fires
All these things are all in one
Each day and every night
They take place in my hands right in
This journal that I write
(c) "Amalthea Celebras" K.C. Fahel 26 November 2005
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