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Random ThoughtsThe world changes when dreams cross over into reality
In a realm where dream and waking blur,
A mystic fox, with fur so pure,
Emits a glow, a spectral light,
Where fantasies take earthly flight.
Amidst the dusky, starlit gleam,
It stands, a figment, or a dream?
With eyes that hold the midnight sky,
It whispers soft, a silent sigh.
In swirling tails, the cosmos twist,
A dance of fate that can't resist.
The phantom birds, in radiant flight,
Weave 'round the fox, aglow with light.
Reflections true in antique glass,
The border thin, so hard to pass,
Yet here it stands, where worlds collide,
Where secrets of the heart reside.
The beast of lore, of tales untold,
In patterns bright, in blues so bold,
Invokes the space where shadows play,
And night gives chase to break of day.
In this vignette where dreams hold sway,
The universe bends, reshapes the clay.
It stands, a beacon in the night,
Where dreams, once slept, now take to flight.