It all depends on youA Poem by GhostlyAuthor
I know you don't believe in what I'm telling you.
The truth is right in front of you, but you don't want to believe it. You don't want to know what strange fantastical things are out there, waiting to be found. To be found by you. Trust me, some the things that I've seen, the things that my travels have shown me, are far stranger. I can attest to that. I've witnessed things that people called impossible, but I still saw them. There's a world full of strange, sometimes frightening, sometimes delightful, indescribable, wonderful, magical impossible world hidden just beneath the surface of the one you thought you knew and you're almost able to grasp it, it's at the tips of your fingers, but you're not there yet. But I can take you there, grab you by the hand and pull you in, and immerse you, in that world. It all depends on whether you reach out or not. © 2013 GhostlyAuthorFeatured Review
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