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I sit beside the little creek Feet dangling in clear l’eau; Blue eyes all dreamy as I think Of things the faeries know. How to change li..

Among the scented lilies, The air flows sweet around; The filtering light Gives way to night, And stars shine o’er the ground. As darkn..

I sit at the bench In front of the piano, My hands open the lid, Seeking the keys within. Finding them, my fingers Stroke the keys, pulling A ..

I saw the sun set the other day Trailing ribbons bright with color; I saw it o'er the mounting wave, Which view is like no other. The sky was ..

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