In the coldness of a November night, When the full moon shone with silvery light, I gave birth to a fairy foundling girl Of violet eyes and finely-spun gold curls. A sea nymph building castles on the shore, A petulant teen trouncing out the door, Tugged at my heart on her first day at school, […]
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