My Candy Store
is where Willy Wonka
is not wanted
He had his time,
now is mine
My chocolate froths first,
then floats away
We can travel by bubbles,
if you care to see the sky
Wave goodbye
to our hard-candy
relatives
I found new dimensions
looking up, down, and all around
Sugar spheres
is just the beginning
of our travels
Gravity doesn’t know possibility
Let me show you
“what dreams may come”
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