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The Forgotten Bower.
In a forest long forgotten,
And where the ancient are young,
There is a bower of willow trees,
who's curtains of moss hides from view
An ancient oak that only the Sidhe remember.
In this bower, oh so many years ago
Two stood and exchanged so much.
One whose mind was
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