And become true?
She smiles and says;
‘‘If I come down I lose
The very meaning
For which I meant
The pleasure in sorrow
And joy in despair;
I’ll never come to die
With colorful wings
I want to fly;
I’ll remain there
A fairy tale to tell for ever”
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