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Many stories start with once upon a time but who is to say they only happen once?   Throughout a thousand different lives, a cunning young man,
Toiling the days away behind a desk Cashiering away for the tourists. A typical tedious tuesday until... A man, short and troll-esque,
He kept his eye on her Looked upon her beauty King of Darkness drawn to her light Watched her rise From miller to Queen Knew the little man Sought after his name
Rumpelstiltskin, Weary and thin, Has a reputation unbelieved. Making deals, Cunningly so, To take first borns as currency. Rumpelstiltskin, Quick and nimble,
Rumpelstiltskin didn't just have one, Rumpelstiltskin also had a son. His sister's job was getting old, Turning straw into gold. So to make a change, He increased his range, Spinning copper wire,
(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 our story starts,Once upon a time my life falls apart.So now it's my side that you shall see.Because,when was it ever about me!The story starts with a girl who lied,Yet it is her that everyone sides.We made a deal, that you all kn
I could not in fact spin straw into gold A little lie, my father should’ve never told Would they know if I jumped, would they know if I ran
Once upon a time. . . There lived a princess called snow white.Her skin as pale as snow.Her hair of ebony glow.Her lips as red as blood.Yet her beauty was still shunned.
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