She dreams of escaping. Of vanishing to a faraway land. Where fairies and gnomes rule the earth, where flying isnt merely a fantasy. For where the forgotten find solace, and where its home for the lost. The haven where tears are merely a prelude to rain, the hideaway abode.

Im a lucky kid. I know.
But sometimes, its more that just that.
I dont need all the fancy things in the world,
cause there's only so much i can use.
The little surprises and effort put in,
thats what we really need.
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