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51. Fairytales are just tales

I thought Fairies existed and could sparkle my life around

I thought Santa Claus could brace the African sun and gift me
some joy

I thought Bunnies are magical with chocolate filled eggs instead
of growing chicks

I thought being human is normal and we are a divine species

Here to save the planet from alien invasions

I thought aliens could understand me if I spoke to stars in soft
whispers

I thought shooting stars could grant me wishes for all I ever
wanted

I thought pleasing blood would help alleviate the need for water

I thought a lot of things while living

But I never anticipated that this is how my breath would hinge to
beats of rainfall

Upon the marble they laid to commemorate my existence deep
beneath the earth.

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