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This
land of enchantment, lives
low and lives high,
With a path that does wind, far
up to the sky.
The minute you get here,
its power grows strong,
And your heart plays the tune,
of its magical song.
The village of creatures, huddle
close to the town,
To see who will go up, and who
will come down.
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