> do not step in the fairy rings
> the neatly circle like mushrooms will call you to
> the fairy folk will dance you away laughing
> take you where one century passes in a minute
> don't do it
> stay away from the too bright meadows
> in the too silent forests
he steps in each and every circle he can find
he steps in them and closes his eyes
when nothing happens he steps out
and sighs
ah
still the last one of my kind
Oct 17, 2017
Oct 17, 2017 at 7:54 PM UTC
> do not step in the fairy rings
> the neatly circle like mushrooms will call you to
> the fairy folk will dance you away laughing
> take you where one century passes in a minute
> don't do it
> stay away from the too bright meadows
> in the too silent forests
he steps in each and every circle he can find
he steps in them and closes his eyes
when nothing happens he steps out
and sighs
ah
still the last one of my kind
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