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Tuesday, 4 May 2021

Bluebell Woods of Spiritual Divine

Listening to the bluebells ring,
A carpet of blue with a canopy of green,
This beautiful land of a fairy queen,
Protected by the ancient trees,
The mystical presence of the spiritual divine,
Where pixies are known to stroll, 
But keeping out of sight.






 

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