nightmagic

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she looked up at the azure sky

and took the moonlight to her eye

she told the birds to soar on by

and so away they chose to fly


the quiet field was dark with light

the fireflies swarmed and filled the night

she saw the magic bright and clear

it swept away her jealous fear


her sisters were the antelope

and filled her soul with seldom hope

they carried her to the setting sun

and clouds they counted one by one


the cool black river reflected the sky

and showed the stars that waved goodbye

as the night gave out and morning came

she prays the light had magic the same

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