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The Mystic Meadows

Of all those creatures; You better be teachers To notice all those features Of the better reaches. To my mystic mind They are memories to bind Those tiny looking elves Sitting on the shelves. And on that little eve Until all the magic leaves The joyful fairies dance As though they were in France

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