Ode to Oot
Maggie Sullivan
Straddle that line between the life you have now and the life you hope for, and as time has told over and over, choices will have to be made because one cannot have both.
Straddle that line between the life you have now and the life you hope for, and as time has told over and over, choices will have to be made because one cannot have both.
but there’s always yesterday too,
which is tomorrow. Where can I go
then, with a new face, another name,
I would hold up the Triforce above my head:
But I, being new, have only this lantern
And this rupee I found in a bush
Tread softly because I only have three hearts
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