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EverydayEvery day I look out from my birdcage, to the world unknown…Every day I read a book, telling of their tales all alone…Every day I remember I would escape from my room, wondering off on my own…Every day they would bring me back from my imaginary brook, out from my comfort zone…Every day I use to try to break open my unlock door, and yell in an unimaginable tone…Every day I wondered if there is more to life than everyone forsook, changing myself and give atone…Every day they tell me what I am as I shook, hating what I already know…Every day at night the last thing I say is "I'm sorry… for what I took…", of their joy since my birth but they condone…Every day…Every day…
Moments of Musketeers - Month of Moments.Beginning.Princess Minnie absolutely knew it was love at first sight because she was well-versed in such things. On and on she would tell Daisy about that special moment when their eyes had locked, mental music had swelled, and he had charmed her with all the hidden nobility a commoner could have. But for all the dramatics that played in Minnie's head when their momentous meeting had occurred, it was a slightly different sort of story for Mickey. He was not quite as well-versed as she in the matter of love - it was not something he had ever really given thought to. It was just something that happened to other people.Still, though, it had definitely been a life-changing moment when he first saw her. But where she had imagined music and choirs and blossoming roses to symbolize a new destiny, his world had gone absolutely silent and still, frozen in time. It was more than that she was the most beautiful person he'd ever seen in his life. He knew something had changed within him,