Hide out in the books you love,
Find yourself a safe place,
Between their dusty, careworn pages,
In a hole in the ground with the hobbits,
Or in the Great Hall before Christmas,
Or even in that magical space at the back of your cupboard.
Just lose yourself in a book you love.
For when did real life compare,
To having tiny faeries leave plaits in your hair?
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