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Top hat that stretches that of the unseen tempo,
Immortal strands that willow and willow,
She pulled on.

In the realm
With no edge.
In my dreams,
Remissive as the dawn
As the blinding beauty basket
Rising
All furry frights turned
All starry smile white
All bright
and kept in sight
Keys that were a silent trick
Tuned and replaced
My smile that became magic-magic.

— The End —