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by: Vie

Since days I hear a strange melodie.
I must find the source of it.

I've searched for hours but still dont know where it comes from.
Why can I hear it, no one else seems to be.

It comes out of the woods.
Tomorrow I'll go out and try to find it.

Deep in the forest I found a leprechaun, he's playing on an odd instrument.
It looks like a round mirror (about 12 inches) completely flat.
With every touch of his fingers another color lights up.
Never saw such soft and strong colors before in my life.
Each color creates a different sound.

He's playing my soul.
Giving me the energy to go on and realise my dreams.
I never felt better in my life, everything is at peace.

Why, where, how, ... so many unanswered questions.
Can't go on without it.

Softly I'm hearing the music again.
Everyday it's getting stronger, growing inside of me.

©2001 Vie. Reprinted with Permission.

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