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Mar 2015
Transform   me   to   the    point  of   death
Surrounding    my    scars     with   daisies,
Overloading  my   blood with  white light,
Explode   me   into   billions    of   sparkles.
Then    create    my   wings  out    of    frail
fairy  dust   and the  strength of a tornado.
After give me eyes to  see energy   floating
And antennas to feel every touch as a bliss
Turn   my   being   into     a          butterfly,
So    I     can      pop      around       prettily,
Colorfully,       energetically,        infinitely.
**Love me!
Paula Sullaj
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Paula Sullaj  31/F/Albania
(31/F/Albania)   
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