woe, how will she know this fire that burns the body in me?Prisoner of this fairy time, my dear, I am not afraid of death, but of being away from you in another life.💖

This fairy read a lot of life in silent writings, my souls who hear my voice cannot be searched for medicine until they are injured,💖💖

O parts of my spiritual world, get ready, we are walking to the age where we will go to the creator.the religion of the creator is love, her mind is the law,💖💖

This fairy’s life story should learn a lot about that lover.there was light on light, love on love, in creation,💖💖💖💖