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Aug 2018
She wished for a prince
to come and save her.
She dreamed all day and night
of the day he would come,
blinding herself of the fact
that she didn't need him
in the first place.
She had a sword
in her dusty old basement,
completely forgottenΒ of,
that she could've used to fight the dragon
all this time.

B.K.
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bk  18/F/Neverland
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