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"Turn the third stone left of regret
past the wall where memories forget
"The wind knows the way
if your coin is strange
There's a whisper in the chimney smoke
Of a path that bends but doesn't break
Past shuttered doors and broken clocks
Through alleyways no map could fake
Where lanterns float like jellyfish
And shadows hum in harmony
A hidden market stirs at dusk
Selling wares of mystery
A monocled crow waves you in
A frog in robes takes your hand
"Your coin's no good," they mutter low
"But secrets... we understand
Welcome to the Lantern Lane Bazaar
Where potions sleep in candy jars
The boots walk backward if you ask 'em right
And spellbound clocks strike three at night
Only the lost may ever find
This crooked slice of out-of-time
Trade your name or trade your scars
At the Lantern Lane Bazaar
A girl with flowers in her braid
Sells moonlight ink and dragonflies
She hums a song of days erased
And bottles lullabies.
The cobbler's cat makes dancing shoes
The baker kneads a storm to eat
And I saw a man trade time itself
For just a sweeter heartbeat
Welcome to the Lantern Lane Bazaar
Where stardust flickers in a jar
Mirrors whisper who you are
But not who you were, nor who you'll be
The crooked path brought you this far
Don't ask the cost behind each scar
Breathe deep the glowing avatar
Of the Lantern Lane Bazaar
At dawn, the alley folds away
A sigh between the bricks and rain
Your pockets light, your memories blurred
But deep inside, you're not the same
You might forget the magic's name
But when the moon begins to mar
You'll dream of spices, whispers, flames
And the Lantern Lane Bazaar