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Once upon a time

there existed a land

of always winter and night.

The people would fight

and arrows were loosed.

Every wound left open,

what are they to do?

Come to the healer

Come as you are

The cure is painful

but take it with sugar.

For a spoonful of the sweets

will inspire

to live another day.

When the weapons were laid down,

we saw the sun.

The dream of spring had come true.

All thanks to the spoonful of sugar.

 

 

 

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