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Young love, is always an elfin treasure

Joyous and carefree, by any measure

Through the forests, they romp all day

Dragons about them, watch them play

He’ll pick a flower, for his dear one

She’ll sigh with happiness, it’s only begun

He’ll make a promise to her, a solemn oath

That she is the one, of which he’ll betroth

For elfin beings, together, will stay

When two souls merge, on the forest pathway


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