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* * *<br />
Someday, soon it must be, the kiss will come and all this will<br />
be over. You will be free of your rose-covered prison and I won’t<br />
come to see you anymore. That is why I must say this now, why I<br />
give my story and my apology to your closed eyes. You may never<br />
hear them otherwise, if you even hear them now. I am so sorry for<br />
what I have done to you. I still do not think your parents right, am<br />
still hurt and alone, but anger no longer suits me as well as<br />
forgiveness. I wish I could know you but my power is nearly gone<br />
and I imagine, as you must imagine, the distant sounds of hoof<br />
beats as your true prince makes his way to you, ever closer.<br />
Eventually evil must lose.<br />
* * *<br />
Don’t say this, don’t leave me. Stay with me, comfort me. Hold<br />
me—even if it’s only in this shifting space between dreams and<br />
waking. Your story is my story. Let me be your spinning wheel,<br />
your daughter, your beloved curse. What am I do to with a prince<br />
who kisses me?<br />
I don’t even remember what it’s like to be alive.<br />
Perhaps even now I am only dreaming.<br />
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