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On a Magical Island

Far far away, on a magical island,
there lived a boy and a girl.
Both had committed their own mistakes.
Mistakes, which led to heart aches.

Both scared to have faith.
Thirsty for sleep so sound
Looking for a way out,
A way difficult to be found.

A gathering of people
made them meet,
they had no idea,
It turned out to be a beautiful treat.

Days turned into weeks,
every conversation was unique,
He started to sing, She started to smile,
They didn't want to lose this streak



But there was something missing,
the magic they felt before,
that fairy with sparkle,
to show them the special door.

One day a magician came to the island,
brought a potion, very strong
Both of them took it to feel the magic,
but they were so so so wrong.

They were on cloud nine,
roaming relentless,
striving the moment,
living life dauntless.

The good part is about to over,
the potion was no more,
they wanted the magic,
but absence of magician made them sore.

both were lost again,
they wanted magical love,
indeed took a wrong path,
cause it takes time to find a beautiful dove.

They decided to restart,
to be the way they are,
He tried to make her smile,
She helped him to be her north-star.

They found a way.
they were always looking for,
and on that journey,
they found each other.

One day the magician returned,
and offered more powerful potion,
they refused the offer contently,
Because they were delving into magical ocean.

The magician was surprised,
he asked what's the secret of their magic,
both just smiled, and replied,
magic cannot create love, but love can create MAGIC!

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