a pixie

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I fell in love with a flower

Who had pollen dust that spiraled like starlight

Who had petals white as the moon at midnight

I fell in love with a flower

Who refused to dance when there was a breeze

Who refused to repent a craving for the seas

I fell in love with a flower

Who only bloomed once a year

Who only smiled before she would disappear

I fell in love with a flower

Who loved the stars in the atmosphere

Who loved the constellations like a crystal chandelier

I fell in love with a flower who never loved me.

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