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Cool breeze ripples meadow like green water green blades everywhere everywhere delicate petals yet strong and sure here and there I wonder where the fairies are goblins and sprites on a day like today Is that a giggle a footstep that I hear or just the flutter of the butterfly's wing of the bird's flight that touches the air brushing lightly as it speeds past singing glory to the world right now the world has stopped And there is no war in this meadow... |
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