George's Writing
Fairy Tale
With nothing but my naked body and pure spirit to guide, I sit with a
Crocked smile and glint of mischief in my eye.
Do I smirk about a secret or that I know a weakness in an enemy
of do I have a crush, whose name I shall never relieve?
So I sit and wonder over the possibilities that number in the millions,
with nothing between me and my fantasy to stop me…
But then the thought I seek comes to me and my wondering comes to an end…
What are fairy tales like?
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