magic is like music
a lyrical poem of kind
flowing smoothly across a page
hidden meanings intertwined
holding an audience captive
entertaining an awe-struck crowd
souls opened to new feelings
hearts soaring off the ground
a steady even rhythm
an old melody known to all
minds lose themselves within it
a neverending call
its power cannot be measured
its effects not be contained
the emotions not repeated
its anything but plain
a mystery what controls it
an untamable ancient force
so sit back and listen
as the music takes its course
rose~flame Community Member 
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