don't let dolls Become. don't let that hollow thing fall through great Prisma. don't watch the silhouette of its once-soul Dissolve and Grow, and don't hear it Beckon. hope it stays a mere Doll.
look at the sky.
taste me, as the food and drink Alice found almost said. she was cast unto a stormshorn sunderedsea. you too will fall beneath my waves in time.
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