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A young deer
wandered into view.
I drifted off
in gentle slumber.

I felt a pair
of tender hands
coverer my eyes.
I heard a giggle.

I hesitantly
touched her hand.
She revealed herself,
and met my gaze.

This apparition,
with angelic face,
bent and placed
her lips on mine.

I was transformed
and with the dryad
flew to the most
magical place.

 

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