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The World was tired, the
sky was grey
and down would never come thi way
Someone who lived and someone who died
They sang a song for the Gods to hear
To bring a savior dear
From the dark abyss they answered long
Conjuring a spell within a song
The skys grew bright and a leaf turned green
And on the mist a song was seen
It grew in presence taking form
In the light a shimmer seen
Of elven Limbs and elven dreams
The world began to live again
As elven Ladys began to sing and the gods looked down
And beheld their work and blessed
The fairy folk on earth.
©Luthien
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Loves sweet dream I lingered
on thru day
Much to my hearts delight upon awaking
I found that I had stolen a rose in the night
I planted in deep and tended it with care
To watch the roots spread and grow in the sun
To bring forth more blossoms their fragrance
So fine , to keep loves passion forever new
In my mind.
©Luthien
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