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In this land I call my own
I find myself not alone.
Where the leaves are colored gold
and the wind is never cold.
The people here are not what they seem
they're all elves! Just like my dream.
They dance, sing, and play all night
under the strong, silver moonlight
This is where I want to be,
but I cant-- it's all a fantasy
- by Elowyn Storm |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/12/2008 |
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- Title: Fantasy
- Artist: Elowyn Storm
- Description: this is a poem i wrote a long time ago. My insoaration comes from Tolkien's The Lord Of The Rings
- Date: 12/12/2008
- Tags: fantasy
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- Elowyn Storm - 12/21/2008
- please comment so i know what you think!!
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