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Mar 12, 2022 05:27 AM Mar 12, 2022 05:27 AM
I ran to the deserted forest To look for my unsightly frog In the silver lake I did not find it Amidst the mosses I turned the next page And entered the palace I climbed the first stair As music sounded like Sharp, snapping noises beneath my steps The edge of my robe flutters While Jupiter's children Catch dispersed stars behind it My footsteps startle The phosphorus butterfly swarms And they scatter out and away In the palace, a mute hall A deserted fireplace Cigarette butts Rusty chains and keys And a bottle of yellowish pomegranate juice My foot was caught in the dusty rug And I stumbled and fell At the same spot where we Danced together When my golden shoes Turned into wood
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