She beckoned me into her world and I began to follow
Lifting up her lantern, she flit that sleepy hollow.
But something odd was happening. I saw her growing bigger
Or was the change in me, so was I getting smaller?
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nice read.. sort of 'fresco' painting.. :) hai dipinto a parole una scena idilliaca, in una valle fatata.. un novello Peter Pan.. again a child ;)
I think the scene of my childhood, a small but beautiful valley. Grazie