In the soul of man there is a place.
Where love and peace come close, embrace,
Enchantment clears the air of wrongs,
And fairies fly and sing their songs,
Wish gentle love and beauty fair,
Gossamer wings and golden hair,
A smile for life's great majesty,
They call to us so we might see,
What they have kept alive these years,
A life of love, and free from tears.
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