Woodland Magic
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Tragic tale of woodland magic;
magic expounds on what's tragic.
Dying unicorns start crying;
crying unicorns are dying.
Hosts of fairies attend their ghosts;
ghosts can't console those grieving hosts.
Clear streams fouled by a pixy's tear;
tear-tainted streams that once ran clear.
Stars bleed their sadness onto Mars;
Mars flushes with the blood of stars.
Night flickers with candles of light;
light vigils, confetti the night.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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