Well, what to say? What to say?
I'm a reader, a wisher, a singer,
A moonlit glade dancer, a dreamer,
Taken by faeries or one all along,
A changeling, a bit of magic in a mundane world.
Don't tempt me with sugar, for I will not come,
Just hold out a book, a plot, a mystery, and watch me run.
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