It's strange that we encourage children to believe in magic and we try to keep that world alive for them for as long as possible.
But when we 'grow up', magic is frowned upon and we're told it's silly to believe in 'fairy tales'.
Where is the real logic?
Of course, I'd much rather believe in magic and the happy ending of fairy tales.
Which one is real?
Most days, mundane, 'grown up' life seems more real.
But then,...
I can always hear the whisper of magic calling...
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