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Oct 2012
There once was a land, some would call far
You can find it beneath the forty-eighth star
If you take a right turn at the end of the sky
And then follow the tears that a child has cried

Magic will find you, once you are there
It will come in the form of a blue dancing bear
From the curve of his nose, to the gait of his pose
To the belly that stops him from touching his toes
You’ll love this blue bear, wherever he goes

“Come and dance!” called the bear
From the gypsies green fire
“And we’ll whirl and we’ll twirl
‘round the cloud castle’s spire

You can stay there forever
Just you and the bear
And you’ll never be lonely
And you’ll never be scared
But know, as your dancing feet leave the ground
Once you’ve gone up
You can never come down
A life in the stars at the cloud castle’s fair
Spinning forever with the blue dancing bear
Mariah Fairre
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Mariah Fairre
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