Chapter 37
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The Fairies’ Tale The days are long the nights are mild The blissful life of a fairy child They play with fish with birds they sing Magic they wield on gossamer wings The forest animals to them do speak When injured or frightened its fairies they seek Fairies they sing of Heaven above Of war long ago and God’s lost love Soon comes Armageddon at the end of an age A side they must choose for battle will rage
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