Mirror mirror on the wall, who’s the giant, ready to fall? All the kings horses, and all the kings men, struggled to wake him up again.

His eyes were now closed, as he snuggled in the bed. Dreams quickly arose…with roses of red.

The violets were blue, he envisioned passionately, sweet dreams, to each and everyone, of you! ❤️💙

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