The Sunset Poet

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A Fairy Lands

A fairy lands and sits atop,

The tallest tree where I cannot see,

The sunrise beckons with lovely hues,

The softest warmth from its rising gaze,

With this the earth rumbles awake,

The morning dew a taste of magic,

The hum of insects that herald the day,

The sea of men who harken nature's call.

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