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The blessing of all who dwell within this wood encompass you. Go forth without sorrow to the Land that is rimmed round with music, where flowers rain down from a crystal sky. You will not see me again, not for a year and a day. I go from you with good heart, be your goodwill to me. And may Sun and Wind and deep-rooted Earth grant you happy outcome. (from The Lady in Green by Helen Farias, ©1993) |
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