Would you talk to me like we used to? In riddles and rhymes, Melody and song, Magical tunes that we’d both hum along. Perhaps we’d spar like we used to? With pens as swords, Words as arrows, Knights on horses with princesses in tow. Maybe we could race like we used to? Down magical lanes, […]
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