I take myself away... on a holiday... in my mind...Where I drift away on a rice stalk...
And the wizard says some things. Reclining in his chair and taking a swig of his magic elixir, his enigmatic disposition unsettles me... but his fashion choices, well, dey the bomb.
And the wizard says some things. Reclining in his chair and taking a swig of his magic elixir, his enigmatic disposition unsettles me... but his fashion choices, well, dey the bomb.
And then I open
my eyes again.
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