Fading Memoirs

This is kinda poem but there's a story in it. Hope you read this and please leave a comment.

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I was the girl who was locked in a tower and he was the one who showed me what's above and under.
I was the girl with a pair of glass slippers, confined in my room, but then he found me.
I was simply plain and unremarkable, and there was him, radiating with vehemence, so dazzling it blinded me.
But then, not everything in this world is eternal,
for even people breathe their last breath too.
I was the girl who believed in fairies, but I know one day I'll grow up, and forever he'll be a boy.
A distant memory.

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