Unicorns
My horn has magic
My fur is soft as silk
I have saved many
Minitor (he meant Minotaur)
My horns are deadly
I have the strangth of a bull
My ax is pin sharp
Sky Sun
The sun in the trees
Warming all our cold harts
The heat of the sun
And our favorites....
Love
Love is a big wall
And unbrakeable strong force
It will stay always
Dragons
The heat of ther breth
The warmth of ther beating hart
A born warior
The Two Sides
Greed is an Evil
A black hole of all good lite
It has to be slain
Good is an angel
A light in a pitch black room
The life of all things
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