the grand ball

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who am i but a silly boy with idle hands and golden dreams?
i wish for fairy tales and lay envious in my sleep.
dance and turn, trade partners, dance and turn again.
i will draw you in with fasinating tales.
captivate you with baubles and sweet words.
but baubles fade and break.
words are soon forgotten.
and even the ivory horns fade no matter how mystic or magical.