awkward facepalm wrote:
on the planet of magic i would love to spend a day.
the curious five years old you, and the curious six years old me prepare our wings to fly and explore the place there.
no landing before we see all the "new" colors animals that we never seen before.
playing a lot with our new friends there until we get tired. then we eat their colorful cotton candy and sleep
Mind if I join?
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Yet in my new wildness and freedom I almost welcome the bitterness of alienage. For although nepenthe has calmed me, I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men.
-H. P. Lovecraft, "The Outsider"