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COLUMBINE ICETREE
Bramble, Bramble, I want to go,
Visit where the mushrooms
grow.
I've been told, there's someone
there,                                                    
With glints of silver in his hair.
Comes out when leaves turn
brown,
And gently fall upon the
ground.
He's the fairest of them all,
Dances in the Autumn Ball.
In silent meadows, green
and deep,
Is where I'd love to fall asleep.
Lilac and purple, are colors
to wear,

(c) copyright heather burns
With  Columbine flowers for
my hair.
Butterfly wings of icy blue,
Reminds me of someone
I once knew.
If I were a fairy, in Fairylland
I'd return to the meadows,
There awaits my fairy man.

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