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OH.!

To return to those precious
moments,
where little people dance
inside the ring.

We stroll in the meadow
stop and refresh ourselves.

Lauralee is weaving a lovely
tapestry,
threads of gold and silver

woven so closely together
Papa is gathering threads
for her loom.

In the distance a beautiful
flower appears
I hear a faint song yet so
familiar
sitting on his favorite petal
my fairy man
It's so good to be home
again.

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