Question by Ginger Kid: What do you think of this poem I wrote a long time ago?
Sunset in the forest,
Streaming through the trees.
Geese flying south for a warmer breeze.
But by the Aspen pines, magic seems to shine.
Only the lonely unicorn can see that mystic line
of detail for us all, in life we can not see.
Making it harder for you, making it harder for me.
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