I spent my childhood in the woods looking for the fairies. In little burrows, checking under bushes, & the hollows of trees. I never saw them, but I knew they were there. I could hear their laughter in the breeze blowing through the leaves. Their song in the flowing water of the stream.
I'd build them houses, leave them presents of polished stones. Tell them stories as I wandered their woods. And thank them for the crown of flowers I'd find by my pillow on my birthday.
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