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		Faerie out in the flower fieldher magic is out of her hands
 for there sits a wizard
 with a guitar
 he plays his own magical spell
 
 Sighing and longing she looks at him
 trying to get his attention
 but he just plays on
 ignoring her
 caught in his own musical dream
 
 Foolish young faerie the flowers are
 real and the music's illusion
 let the wizard play on
 be happy and sing
 sing along and recover your magic...
 
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