I remember
The sound of the Fat Lady's portrait opening
The smell of burnt candle wax and spilt ink
I remember the feasts
Worthy of kings
I remember the sound of laughter and joy in the corridors
Not a scowl in sight
Now it seems as though frowns are a disease that goes around
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