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Fairy Tale




You are my fairy tale, my happy ending.
My lovesick obsession.
You are the hand that fits well in mine.
The gleam in your eyes reminds me of how lucky

I could have been.
Should have been.
Might have been.
You, hope, are the seed of rejection.

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