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The Night the Lighting Froze.

By Tessa Brantley The light was very strange outside  Like a prolonged lightning The white hot fire in the sky  Could prove to be quite frightening  “ You must be terrified “ the smiling faerie crooned  “ We are not scared “ the children said, beneath the ripened moon  “Then Continue Reading

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The Stolen Child

By W. B. Yeats. Where dips the rocky highland Of Sleuth Wood in the lake, There lies a leafy island Where flapping herons wake The drowsy water rats; There we’ve hid our faery vats, Full of berrys And of reddest stolen cherries. Come away, O human child! To the waters Continue Reading

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