:There was a small, scared

:There was a small, scared girl

who was trapped in her own world,

frantically searching how to escape.

 

In a desperate day her life changed.

She grabbed a pencil and paper

and began to write.

 

No longer was the girl in her world,

she was in a far off land

perhaps it was a jungle.

 

A jungle that gave escape

and adventure and love;

all things she dreamed of.

 

She created herself a world

that she could be happy

on just a piece of paper.

 

 

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