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Lost in Candiland, where even the light is sweet. Sugar surges through my blood and I cannot think straight. Instead my thoughts are a tangle of spun honey and sticky cotton. Frills and lace line my peripheral and escape my sight. Candiland can be frightening on your own. I must find my way to reality or learn to survive here among the Gumi Bon Bon.
Lost in Candiland, where even the light is sweet. Sugar surges through my blood and I cannot think straight. Instead my thoughts are a tangle of spun honey and sticky cotton. Frills and lace line my peripheral and escape my sight. Candiland can be frightening on your own. I must find my way to reality or learn to survive here among the Gumi Bon Bon.