Magical

Magic, 
You feel it 
You run away from it 
You hear? 
Some things aren't meant, 
You fly far far away from it. 
Look up at night, 
A teaspoon of magic with a bucket of miracle.
Dream a dream,
Volcanoes erupting,
The tides are strong,
Goosebumps rush even now
Like a waterfall gushing down.
Its for every moment like these, like it were last. 
In poetry,
I try to sort out
all the doubt
swimming about!

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