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kookaburra
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(somebody's been watchin kiddie movies again) Painted hands reach for the sky, They shall reach, as will I, What happens if we do not try? I always wanted to become, that oval; sizing of a crumb, glowing beauty of the sun. Think I’d then so quickly grow, From a spell cast just so, Only Magi will ever know. Was a human’s experiment toy, “Checkup from the neck-up” boy, Could only be a psycho’s joy. Shaking cans with paint so bright, She blessed him with fairy sight, Saved him from the machine bite. Hope that I shall never see, Unnatural x upon the tree, Death for all those close to me Hexxus from a dissolved tree trunk, Mind, body, soul was junk, Made of “Toxic Love” and gunk. But he is not our greatest fear, We are unfeeling: ear to ear, All the things we cannot hear! In the cave each golden dot, Brighter than what can be bought, Stunning for it can’t be caught. I’m not just a grain of sand, Glowing seeds and glowing hands, Taught more than I now understand. Flying-she was brightest blue, Back when her innocence was true, Purest minds, could they fly too? Of purest minds; who’s to say? Maybe they’ve floated away, Could anybody soar someday?
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pete
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i love this movie. i remember in grade 8 on the way to quebec city for our grad trip i found this on the bus's radio thingie. it was only the sound, but oh did i enjoy it!
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unhinged
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i went to the theater with my pops; and i distinctly remember there being more scenes involving the seedling in the movie-theater version than the cassette version. fairies make me jealous with their pretty transparent and feather-like wings.
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falling_alone
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this is the movie that i feel in love with faeries
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dipperwell
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When I was little, my dad threw some trash onto the street, and I accused him passionately, "Haven't you ever seen Fern Gully?"
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what's it to you?
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