In Glass Slippers
To the ball I go
Under bright stars
To fetch my dreams
Making them mine
To dance until dawn
In glass slippers
Once upon a dream
The clock
It strikes
And midnight hits
Reality steps in to tell me
It’s never like that
Never that easy
And the glass slippers begin to crack
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