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There was a small crooked house covered in earth
Trapped in time in the eye of the cyclone
The fields and forests
Pour out into this world
Made a magical land for the last enchanted power
Not defined by human stereotypes
This creature was here far before our time

Friend of thе elves and helpеr to the changes
Between two worlds was the lust of the fairies
And the storm comes for the first time
They open their eyes to the Earth's demise
Now a stranger to the world and its cruel intentions
Once a paradise now pacified by human retention
"Is there love here? " they asked
as they dusted their wings off
And brace themselves for life's new adventure