On a magical night I twined and interwined all the flowers wild. I chanted to myself, for love, for home, for someone who would be like wise me. I threw it on a magic oak. What was done, was done.
And when the wind blew it changed his ways. It made me light and swept me away. My half closed eyes could finally see the end of darkness.
For the love was right beside me, even when I could not see it. For the home was right here, it was built by my own hands.
And for all that comes next, well darling, I will hush for now. How it comes or goes I do not know, but I am curious indeed...
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