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Between two worlds there lays a realm, a place of mystic wonder Tread lightly in that place or you may be pulled under Dwell not on all the things you have you’ll not take them anyway Perhaps you will return, or more likely you will stay Margo’s life was simple, her feet firm on the ground Until she fell into a hole, a new world she had found Never again, she told herself, will I wonder through the maze It seems I’ll meander here until the end of days The vines of terror tried to seize her mind, her will extremely strong She had it wrap around itself while pretending to go along Giving way to fear was not her style, she knew that she would win First to throw off tyranny, yet where do I begin She saw a sliver of light, behold, which direction shall I go Like a moth drawn toward the light, curiosity it did show At first the shapes did not make sense, raising her defense She fathomed it a reptile with wings, but that did not make sense The fog retreated, the sun peeked in, the cave where she did reside Surely a dragon, just as bewildered stood there by her side A mysterious dream, she told herself for dragons are not real Yet scales I touch upon them, and red eyes pierce like steel While walking through the maze of life, encounter things we must Your eyes, your ears, the smell of things, in which one do you trust When you think things make no sense to you, in your world you preside Yet you have to wonder, how about the possibilities on the other side