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As a child, I used to dream
of magic made real,
of distant lands where magic
held sway, where it was a
real, vibrant thing that
coloured the sky and shone
from the eyes of everyone.
As I grew older, that dream faded,
replaced by the words and actions
of others, those so rooted in
the mundane that they pulled
me down into it and the world
no longer shone brightly.
As I grew older still,
magic could be found only
inside books because they
would never hurt me
of judge me, never mock my
dreams of flying on the back
of a dragon, or riding across
hills in distant lands that
I yearned so much to visit.
Now, I am living that dream
because of you. We have travelled
to far away worlds on the wings
of large metal birds, we have seen
strange creatures that defy description.
You have helped me to believe
in time travel; we have been together
for over two years, and yet
it feels like I met you only yesterday.
We have celebrated and created memories,
each more magical than the last.
You have given me so much.
My life is brighter
because of you and the love
that you have given me.
I believe in magic and wonder
once more and know that you
are magic made real.