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Jun 2019
I know a little secret,
I've promised not to tell.
It was told to me by Fairy folk,
I met them in the dale.

I know a little secret,
Upon my ears, it fell.
As spoken of by merchants,
With various wares to sell.

I know a little secret,
About the tolling bell.
Told to me by Angels,
Who guards the wishing well.

I know a little secret,
It lives in every cell.
It's craved by hungry demons,
Straight from the bowels of hell.

I know a little secret,
It's woven in a spell.
And if you're very patient,
Then time itself will tell.
Barbara D Warren
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Barbara D Warren  51/F/USA
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