I fly upon butterfly wings,
red rose petals are my bed.
This tiny fairy bears gifts
to a world in need of repair.
The fairy sprinkles shimmering dust
on those whose hearts are hate-filled.
She instills peace to the brokenhearted;
love to a world filled with despair.
On butterfly wings the fairy rides
with the hope that war will cease.
The magical dust is spread again,
for she yearns for everlasting peace.
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