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to a place where
magic lives....
just behind
a night cloud,
there is a wonderful lagoon where the moon lands
for silvery sparkles
to be dusted on by fairies
there are things
that every child knows.
and deep within us
is the child who knows it.
the skies and forest floors are dotted with tiny fluttering fairies ...
while others
watch over small
and delicate things as they sleep..
here magical creatures come in many forms...
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