Written by Emily Harstone | November 2, 2016
The witch’s hat became their home.
Alone, still tethered to the world.
That travel agency seriously fouled up.
They will never find me here.
Idyllic spot away from it all
The sky never turned blue again.
*Ring ring* – “For you Baba Yaga!”
Isolated; yet happiness still lives here.
Our paradise in a land nowhere
Tranquility happens for those that wait.
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The witch’s hat became their home.
Alone, still tethered to the world.
That travel agency seriously fouled up.
They will never find me here.
Idyllic spot away from it all
The sky never turned blue again.
*Ring ring* – “For you Baba Yaga!”
Isolated; yet happiness still lives here.
Our paradise in a land nowhere
Tranquility happens for those that wait.