its what faerie godmothers do
maple leaf wistfully wished herself one with the window
for she felt a kinship to the pumpkin-colored candle
her faerie godmother, the wind, came by and noted this
giving her what she wanted; floating her to her desired destination
it’s what faerie godmothers do, right?
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