White lace lightly dragged on a dirt path
Light footsteps slowly advancing
Sounds of sweet bells, and perfume in the air
Lavender littered along the path
As rose petals ride along the wind
Eyelids open to showcase a dazzling pool of crystal
Lips curve into a stunning arc
But all dreams come to an end,
The mysterious fairy turns and disappears,
Now the dreamer will never know where the fairy went
All they will remember is white lace dragging on the dirt
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