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 Magic Carpet

Created from energies of dark and light,
laid a magic carpet fringed in white.
Ancient symbols adorned it's face,
it could travel from place to place.
The mystical power woven within,
could let it fly like birds in the wind.
Only the owner could use this gift,
on his command the carpet would lift
carrying him to his destination
after his careful recitation.
Magic is real, magic is true,
it can help or can consume you.
It's much more than smoke and mirrors,
you'll master it when conquer your fears.
If you can totally erase doubt from your mind,
you'll be surprised at the treasures you find.

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