The White Peacocks Journey
In the land of Zen there lived a white peacock.
She spent her days dreaming in a tree,
longing of the magic sparkles in the grass,
where the rainbows flowed so free.
She wondered of the Maidens Sphere,
She marveled of her wings.
how will I find the blue-eyed plume,
unless I sread my wings.
On winds of Bluebells Cloak, she flew,
beyond the unicorns pastures,
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