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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=450710" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Unseen Worlds</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">On trade winds of time they travel by light <br>Their voices float on sound-lit beams<br>They fly just past our muted sight<br>On prism blessed transparent wings </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A voice as soft as a fledgling dove<br>Breath as sweet as an angels love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If sought with mortal eyes<br>They are masters of disguise <br>And forever will they elude<br>For only with the heart and soul<br>May the fairy world be viewed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once you've seen the fairy realm<br>You'll never disbelieve <br>The stories told in ancient times<br>Of kingdoms once perceived. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Be faithful to the mighty oak <br>For there in lies the portal <br>Most grand and wise of ancient trees<br>A hope for every mortal </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So sad for those who can not see<br>A life of toil and fears<br>The magic warmth of fairy lights <br>Shall never dry their tears </div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the day when realms collide<br>We'll see a new sunrise <br>And realities unseen to us <br>Will appear before our eyes</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lynne+FincherSpringarden">Lynne FincherSpringarden</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=450710" data-title="Unseen Worlds de Lynne FincherSpringarden" data-description="On trade winds of time they travel by light Their voices float on sound-lit beams They fly just past our muted sight On prism blessed transparent wings A voice as soft as a fledgling dove Breath as sweet as an angels love. If sought with morta..."></div> </div> </div>
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