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Tree of Memories

Why do you climb so high?
The roots of safety lie below
Protector of your castle
Snarling through kibble-stained teeth.

Why do you wear that dress?
A cloud of cotton candy, rough to the touch, sprinkled with sparkles, sweetened with memories.

Why don’t you come down from there?
A labyrinth of dark arms trap you in.
Come down to a land of soft grass
And lay with your knight next to you
And your “blonde crown” a satisfying mess.





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