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Wind,

swiftly turning

through the night



Rain,

falling carelessly

in free flight



A dragon twirls the tip of its tail

at the sight of this land

A beautiful storm has come to take him home



Sun,

Shining brightly

breaking through clouds



Moon,

Sleepily floating,

Above busy crowds



The fairies shout their dreams to the sky

In playful delight with dainty sighs,

the heavens opened to sweep them home



They fly, gold rimmed wings opened wide

and to their lands they will endlessly glide