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I met her in the midst of the woods...
She was all alone, barefoot, soaked in dew...

I asked her name and well being again and again...
But responses from her side were very few...

I walked with her through the bushes...
and walked her til the road came...

To my surprise, she turned into a fairy...
Flew away after telling me her name...

— The End —