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[From the thinkings of Luna Lilith Lovegood]
There was a crooked man
I have tried counting the days since I arrived in Canturbury, but I sleep too much and there is light and dark that I'm not quite used to. Everything is so wide apart here and I spent the better part of Saturday sleeping in a broom cupboard. Mr Alastor found me and called me lass and barked until I cried and laughed at the same time.
I am crooked inside.
They will never look at me the same.
and he walked a crooked mile
The steps are one in front of another. And I have too many people to thank. Terry and Tonks will always be special. And Penelope for being the first to find me and help me home. Everyone. What they all did for me. Moving me forward instead of backwards. Finding me socks.
He found a crooked sixpence upon a crooked stile.
Michael Corner is here. And there is something not quite right with him. He's crooked in his own way and his shine isn't as bright. But he doesn't know I can see the little glimmer waiting in the background to be coaxed out.
He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse.
Mouse, I told you once they would find me. Did you send them to me?
And they all lived together in a little crooked house.
So we wait.
I sing songs.
Sitting in the bottom of a broom cupboard where it isn't so big outside.
There was a crooked man
I have tried counting the days since I arrived in Canturbury, but I sleep too much and there is light and dark that I'm not quite used to. Everything is so wide apart here and I spent the better part of Saturday sleeping in a broom cupboard. Mr Alastor found me and called me lass and barked until I cried and laughed at the same time.
I am crooked inside.
They will never look at me the same.
and he walked a crooked mile
The steps are one in front of another. And I have too many people to thank. Terry and Tonks will always be special. And Penelope for being the first to find me and help me home. Everyone. What they all did for me. Moving me forward instead of backwards. Finding me socks.
He found a crooked sixpence upon a crooked stile.
Michael Corner is here. And there is something not quite right with him. He's crooked in his own way and his shine isn't as bright. But he doesn't know I can see the little glimmer waiting in the background to be coaxed out.
He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse.
Mouse, I told you once they would find me. Did you send them to me?
And they all lived together in a little crooked house.
So we wait.
I sing songs.
Sitting in the bottom of a broom cupboard where it isn't so big outside.