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Created on: April 18, 2008
I miss my fantasy world.
I miss being able to escape reality.
I miss being able to close my eyes and see a whole new world.
This fantasy world of mine was filled with excitement, joy and laughter. No one could bring sorrow to this world of mine.
This world took me wherever my mind wanted to go.
It led me to a place where anything was possible...There were no boundaries or limitations and no one could tell me that I was incapable of doing anything.
The beauty of this world was amazing to me.
The clouds in the sky were like works of art each different and unique in it's own special way.
The ground was so smooth and soft I didn't even need shoes! I freed my feet and ran barefoot on the smooth and silky ground and the luscious green grass.
There was a feeling of serenity in this place.
I didn't have to worry about time, work or school.
I could just lay in the grass and watch God work his wonder.
All of this in my Forgotten Place.
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