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Look deep in the
pools of times long gone
That stand sentry
over the dark moor's edge
To hear the faerie's
whispering song
As the moon gives
the night an undying pledge
Feel the power
in the ancient sky
As the clouds
float over the darkened moon
And see lost dreams
in ancient kingdoms fly
Dancing to ancient
memory's tune
For the spirit
knows of a different land
Where the night
from day is begotten
There the heart
moved the stones that stand
A place not lost
but only forgotten
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