apad 6

[bardiphouka]

Green moves in random sprouts
along the trees with gnarled branches,
thick enough for swinging or hanging.`
They are part of the New Forest of
old cities with crumbled bricks and dreams.

Fresh leafthoughts rustle as
a school of bicycles washes down the
street, carrying children
laughing their way into tomorrow.

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[bardiphouka.livejournal.com]

Tp paraphrase..it does not matter if you believe in Magic, for it still believes in you.