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Nov 2013
Can my tears
clear your eyes,
like
Rapunzle?
Will your found
shoe fit my
tiny
feet?
What about the
dwarves carried in
my
past?
Is there room
for them in
your
castle?
Baby just look,
see that really
your not as
bad as
me.
I'm no princess,
Not since I
was aΒ Β very
little girl. Running
in
Dresses.
Flashing, bright colors
little did I
know.
My prince would
later come, to
help
me.
Claire Ellen
Written by
Claire Ellen  North Pole, AK
(North Pole, AK)   
620
   Emily Tyler
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