BOP33P: and, i too, will fly away.
BOP33P: having a habit of creating the not-so-creatable.
BOP33P: to give to many, to take away more.
BOP33P: built to devour but slowly being devoured.
BOP33P: constantly captured, cannot hide.
BOP33P: as big as the littlest troll; we are one.
BOP33P: if only you could become consumed by their imaginations.
BOP33P: because looks mean more than we want to admit.
BOP33P: the little red that wanted to get lost.
BOP33P: a tea time for many, but kept only for one.