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Fairies of NatureThe sad fairy sits on the clouds, The rain is her tears, The thunder is her cry, The lightning is her pain, And the gloom is her heart, Dying from tears, Dying from pain. The happy fairy flies in the sky, The sunshine is her smile, The blue sky is her eyes, The birds are her laughter, And the flowers are her children, Growing so high, Growing so lovely. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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