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If I could open an acceptance letter to Hogwarts…

If I could fall down a hole and stumble upon the magical dreamworld of wonderland…

If I could walk to the end of a coat closet and reach the land of Narnia…

If I could fly to the faraway lot of Neverland…

If I could wake up as a blue alien in Pandora…

If I could lift buildings, turn invisible, run at great speeds, stretch hundreds of feet, shape shift and/or create ice... 

If I could time travel...

If I could ride my bike to the moon... 

If only all of these supernatural events and enchanted places were real.

If only we could cast spells, fly, slay dragons, have superpowers, and talk to animals.

There would only be one problem, we would have no imaginations.

Dreams are limitless, but... what would there be left to dream about if the world were one big perfect fantasy?