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Faeries fly over my night
I can see their eyes bright
I run in the green heather
I see and laugh in weather
In the lines of old trunk
There I sit there I think
There I sleep there I drink
In dark thinking I sank
Let fall the Rain
With Cruelty & Pain
With Sorrow in Vein
There I remain
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