After all
that Time,
Eighteen years
Ends
Alone
I can do
what I want
what
Do I want-when
happiest
Ever-after
all...
Isn't that
how fairy tales
End?
Painting by Hermann Koch c. before 1939) in Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons.
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