The last rainbow streaks... across the velvet pond...
the day would soon be gone...
where the past is left to reflect and reminisce...
the dawn is due in feast,
when the clock strikes twelve, the glass shoe left is forever gone..
and what replaces it is something to look forward to...
a brand new day...
a brand new carriage, driven by horses with speeds as swift as the wind...
a blue dim glow grew bigger shimmering with unknown forces...
oh wow, a whole colony of the rarest fireflies with shining torches as blue as the depths of hydro's earth bond form...
a greater time, worth growing to grace the utmost knowledge and life to come...
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