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Faeries Circle....Elfin Sonnet Faeries within and faeries without Ring thy bell casting doubts aside Come hither play, come to me and abide Residing amoungst the littles and new sprout. Faeries dust they wear invisible as lights out Flowers grow and merry colors array guide Through darkest midnights, moon shines about Dancing circles of wings collide In sparkling dew drops supplied By romp and voices low though all shout These tiny people are large in pride As raucous sounds make spout A rush of enchantment circles wide Yet from afar window I hear only rustlings flout. |
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