Bunnies out of a top hat, ribbons growing on trees and fishes flying in the sky. A magic boy in a magic hut with all my friends in a caravan that has wings and whisk us away up up in the air, and runs on jellybeans. A radio that runs on clockwork and skips to the beats of the song.
Yes, I do need some magic to rescue me from the ennui of reality. It's just getting too scary to be alive.
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