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| Deosil |
| Swiftly turning the deosil way, Merrily dancing we chant and say, We invite you to come into our midst, With our open arms to you embrace. Swaying hips and swinging arms, We do not wish for golden charms, A healthy mind, body and spirit, Are all we wish from you to inherit. Welcome Goddess and God into our circle, We welcome you with love so deep, We dance and sing to you this day, Our love and blessings to you we keep. So mote it be. |
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