Real or fantasy?

Most say fantasy,but they never believed.

Other's say real for they have felt the Unicorn's heart.

The heart of true love, the heart of true devotion, the heart of truth.

The Unicorn left us because people stopped believing.

Because people stopped loving.

Because devotion and truth were forgotten.

I leave reality to follow the faded hoof prints of the Unicorn.

To find true love and devotion.

To find the truth, that life without fantasy is just death.

I follow them to the end of the rainbow.

I know they have crossed over.

I decide to give up reality for fantasy is where I need to be.

DEA

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