Listen,
there was once a lonely scarecrow
who planted an acorn
the tree grew
filled with magic
birthday treats grew from the branches
magicians danced
gnomes and moles and ladybirds pranced
between hundreds of burning candles
Listen,
my heartbeat is in those lights
can you hear?
it is calling you through the candles
right up to the stars map
calling you
come back, come back.
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