↪The Little Fairy

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In Death is beauty. Death is sublime. 

Death is a corona, gifted to me for loving you.

Loving you so deep it hurts. 

Now I'm free of the suffering you

Brought me, for now, I am just a little fairy. 

Sprinkling love, dusting glee.

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