Where is it?

I don’t really know where it is; it must be hidden in some place.

I have to find it, if I don’t it won’t be open.

My heart feels sadness, if it’s not there where it should.

This place is now alone, it feels loneliness.

This place is a magical path it leads to some place.

The path has flowers and love, fantastic things, magical ones.

Sometimes there are bad things, terrible things that destroy it.

This key must be found, it is the key to life.

No key, not open, no like. By: Nati

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