in fairy tales and happy endings
but the real world shows her otherwise.
Still she keeps on dreaming and wishing
on falling stars and dandelions.
She cupped her hands against the breeze,
over that tiny flame of hope flickering,
hoping that somehow,
things might change for the better.
Believe her when she says
that she doesn't need someone to save her.
All she needs is a reason to believe.
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