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Lullaby: Tale of the young Shepherdess
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A Tale of The Wild Woods 3: Summer Returns
And when the beautiful summer happened to come… Upon the glades and vales of the wildwoodsThe Mountain stood quietly by the forest sideSniffing the sweet smell come from fresh growing flower shrubsThe happy birds come flying back homeFollowed by all pretty insects and the boar herdThe skies are tinted with blue skirmishSometimes it seemed it…
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A Tale of the Wild Woods: Cold world
When the last winter snow melted Several things had changed The tree leaves had less dew And the tree roots hid in the sand The skies were dark blue, Drawing images of floating clouds Few birds came sailing through the sky Larks, Swallows, Parrots and Cuckoos Danced in the clear skies And from the mist,…
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Poetale: The Vampire
I wonder why we are warm-blooded, And yet men are to one another stone-cold. The sun’s light hides so many things: In the depths of wells, beings with wings, And thoughts we fear exist. They come and disappear like the mist. With the appearance of the moon, The fur extends beyond the skin. Farther it…
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A tale: The Boar and The Tortoise