A Place of Dreams and Pish-Posh Perfectness
Happy Endings prevail
Where Impossibilities become Realities
A World of Myriad Fantasies
Filth in The Beauty
Ash in The Snow
A slip, A mistake
And Everything Shows
Rudely Awaken From Her Slumber
Everything Fades Away
Smiles into Fake Grins
Lies are All they Say
No Longer we see their faces
A pretty mask kept on
Behind it lies danger lurking
As muddy waters we trample upon
Rub of the fairy dust from your eyes
Get your feet on the ground
Face their treacherousness with shield, sword and smiles
And Victory will be found
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