The faery starts to fly again,
reaching for that one true star,
reflecting all she is within the skies.
And so she glows within a sultry, fiery light
beyond the bounds and bonds of all reproach
believing in herself beyond a doubt.
For she has felt her way into reality
and lands again, still standing
on her own two feet.
she lets it take the lead -
this flesh that truly
is herself complete;
trailing stardust in the wake
of every step of passage...
? Michaelette ?
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