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Irish Mysticism

Mystical harp's music Glides passionately Across the green, rocky land Near Tara's halls where Mysteries of the past Are felt like ghosts Hovering and protecting the land Of St. Patrick and St. Brigid.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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