Snow White and the Seven Dwarves

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Once upon a time, A princess sat inside a tomb -a crystal coffin set by dwarves beneath the light of crescent moon-   They watched her blink her glassy eyes
My name belongs to wonderland, to the black forest in which I stay A place of magic, wonderment and the plague—that’s how I lost my father too Mother knows best, doesn’t she? That’s why I frolic in these woods
 Once upon a time,  Grumpy was not mean.  He been in love sometime,  She was the queen.
They called me a monster, They called me a witch.  They called me a hypocrite,  A bully, a snitch.    They called her beautiful,  A sight to be seen.  More beautiful than any,
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