Fairy ring
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Golden Sun and Silver Moon
Eachothers love forever does bloom
But as for Sky Blue who for me does yearn
My true love will never earn
The dark and silent night breeze
Blows and rustles the pine trees
The fairy ring that circles round me
As I lay in my grassy bed
The sun that shines high above me
Makes me raise my weary head
The others call me Night Pine
A name that sadly I call mine
