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| The wall is silence, the grass is sleep, Tall trees of peace their vigil keep, And the Fairy of Dreams, with moth-wings furled, Plays soft on her flute to the drowsy world. Ida Rentoul Outhwaite |
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| Copyright Twilight 1999-2003 |
| Unicorns dancing In Starlight so bright, Faeries gently prancing with innocent delight, Dragons winging their way through the skies, Angels bringing joyous song to our lives. This is the Fantasy Realm. A land of magickal scenes, With a princess at the helm To guide us through her sweet dreams. Author Unknown. |
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