...not far from howling at
the moon...but music heard and sunset seen. these faeries came and eased the gloom...
How they know just when to come...and when they know to move along...
without their help; their light and laughter...
I think the nights would pull me under.
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No more tears! Time to turn those tears into crystals! Each faerie tear is like a brand new gem! Bringing light and love among us mere mortals.
You are right and will try to do so - he was something else...not many like him and will never know his like...my way of grieving I guess
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