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(How Rumpelstiltskin came to be, and then, how he came not to be)   Not too long ago, and not so far away a boy sat alone watching other kids play. He went to great ends
Once upon a time... There was a young lad named Cinderfella  Who lived with his stepfather, and his hideous step brothers And they abused this poor lad hella It had gotten worse since the death of his mother.
So write if you need to    Cry if it relieves you   it's all up to you  
I.Capture the sea,the swimming wind,the blue and the greena lovely stranger’s eyes, liquidthey seduce, lull, glitter.Breathe gently into greenuntil they are like blueribs upon the water
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