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Third place winner in Lexi's Poetry Contest.
Egg # 8![]() Follow me, I’ll take you to a new land; a mythical one, just take my hand. Where Gods and Goddesses speak to thee, and where everyone lives in harmony. Follow me to the place I was born, said the little white baby unicorn. You’ll see fairies and other creatures there, a whimsical world without despair. Follow my mother and me to this enchanting place, where rainbows are seen, and the sun’s smiling face. It’s a magical world filled with such glory, just like something you’d read from a story. ![]()
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