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And What Shall Become of Us

Did Dorothy understand that her presence a bother Disrupting the order in Ozland An intruder. A stranger. A child in danger. Tin man is empty. Scarecrow weaved of dried grass. Lion fearing everyone that crosses his path. Dorothy walked in the shoes of a wicked witch that she’d killed. Assuming the role of a tyrant in heels. Exposing the Great Oz, from behind the red curtains. Destroying his legacy As an ancient wizard of service. And, what shall become of us, now that the Good Witch has revealed. The power you wield With 3 clicks of your heels. Our existence disappears. And, when you are found. In your bedroom, safe and sound. Far from the colors of Oz Returned to your timeline of ebony and white.

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