Your cupboard has been filled with pumpkins, shoes, apples and straw
Somedays all you want is to dance in glass slippers and spin gold
A dusty house laden with books hides a thousand untold stories
A thousand wings flying through the page unexpectedly in spring
And spirits of fire that come out when the cold sets in
Clawed creatures burrow out of the ground in the autumn
Youths living out adventurous tales in the summer
And the elders nostalgic for the memory of their own stories
Before the end of time, these stories remain alive
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