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A Sapphire Fairy


as I fly high in the air I fall into

my own little world escaping

from reality and faith as I sail

along with the wind current,

hearing the sweet sound of

nature until I was struck down

by a falling fairy. The glider

starts to descend down to the

ground after I let go and open

my parachute and float down

in peace and land on the ground,

I then see a sapphire gem from

above but as I get closer I see

that it is a fairy with a sapphire

body. I then get close and pick

the fairy up in my hands only to

hear her crying saying that “i wish

I was a genie in a bottle”, and told

her that “she doesnt have to be a

genie you are find just how you are,

because you are not only magic but

you are part of it.”. She then looks

at me and tells me “that I am right”,

so I then take a breath of air and blow

into my hands letting the fairy go so

she can enjoy her life with magic.

 

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