I set my lamp carefully upon the sill
calling sweetly for all Faery frills
The Woods beyond can feel the humming,
the warmth and glow of purple swimming
Come one, come all, sweet Faeryfolk
I mean no harm but loving hope.
Kris Williams
calling sweetly for all Faery frills
The Woods beyond can feel the humming,
the warmth and glow of purple swimming
Come one, come all, sweet Faeryfolk
I mean no harm but loving hope.
Kris Williams
06:31 PM - Sep 21, 2023
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