hour 9 poem

so many flowers
in the clearing
of the forest
with No fairytales…
just cars parked
along the way
before the old castle
in ruins…
No crowds of suitors
in armour…
just a window
in a crack in the wall
towards a bench
of Young lovers…
Green and blue
always go well together
in the fields
during a journey…
sky and grass
with old red castle walls
go even more in style…
No fairytale

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