Nora Gallagher - Iredecent Dream

She stands alone in the deep white forest silver mist glides gently along the ground curling at the tips of her toes like a wave upon the glittering diamonds of sand
Behind a cloudy wall of imaginings she stays to wait, a call to her will send the clouds weeping soft tears across the moores down into the waters of all that has been left behind
She whispers insanity to the ear though to her they are the cries of truth, you may listen but can't quite make it out wrapped in your shrowd of reality. Draw out the timid wild one and you'll vanish behind the mists and silence
'escape, sail away, stare at the time fade, come away, come away and sleep'
she calls to you don't shy away, stay safe in her arms they will be strong in your times of need
Every moment is judged, the tricks figured out, can you hold the instance of innocence in the palm of your hand, capture the swirling pearl, when magic hasn't yet lost its inspiration?

Nora Gallagher

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