Leaving the world
To a place where worries
And illness can't find me
The elves come out
The fae rejoice
My magic little kingdom
Has found its voice
Cancer cannot find us
Death doesn't exist
In a land where
I create the guest list
So gather round the bark
Rejoice in the shade
Of the magic tree's leaves
In the kingdom I made.
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