under the table where snow falls. houses are made of candy, "X" marks the spot. polar expresses and golden tickets. everything large, everything tiny. catching in the vast green fields. pots of gold and honey make rainbows. poison apples and kisses of life. everything sweet, everything not. one and only, and meant fors. dragons and knights, princesses and toads. the chocolate river leads to the "ever after" AND ever after is just a few pages away. "away from the big bad adults." "nothing lasts forever even if we want it to." set her alight. praise her boons. let the words stick and smear. the kind of feeling that can only be described as "home". Labels: 8 Days 875, The Big Table For you.
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