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Sprinkled from Above

In a land to the east unseen by man nor beast

There lived a magical folk from the mountains 

Where only love was taught and only joy was sought

And everyone drank from crystal fountains 

A wee folk it is true but their hearts only grew

Till they swelled too big for their chests to contain

So they shared all their love sprinkled high from above 

To help soften the wind and the rain 

But all the faces below whose hearts wouldn't grow

Spent their time cursing the wind and the weather 

So they put all that love on the wings of a dove

And flew high above the hills and the heather

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