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Once, wild herds of elephants blew trumpets
as spiced tea and jam slathered crumpets
brightly declared the sun would shine soon,
snapping the spell of a thin crescent moon.
Like a child's prayer, out flowed golden hair,
turning nymphs to butterflies everywhere.
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