Sometimes the genuine action of playing condescends me, it comes at me. What is play? Is the imagination land that important? Did I get the wrong impression? At first when the succession came, she took the crown well, but soon enough she put the crown down - as fear of abandonment overwhelmed her enough she took it all down too the ball that she danced at as a little girl.
She played with the little boys and girls that ran from her. Scary she was to them, she made them flee as she got made fun of from above.
The things she had done for the crown was soon just supposedly all a quirk that she so developed while she was in the womb - further out she goes but gently she arose again to become what she once chose in her head years ago -
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