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DC- 26 º Sept º 05 Forever :3 Dear Murdeya 
The universe," the Master said,
is old as old can be;
but in its heart of hearts each day
is born a melody. It's up to you to hear it in
the splashing, salt-sea wave,
the solitary water drop
that falls into a cave, or there within a conch shell sleeping,
whisp'ring to the moon -
you'll hear it in the happy bluebells
sanctifying June. Yet more, sweet Fays, but listen to
your heart - it knows the words!
and hums a finer harmony
than choruses of birds.
Ah! My young pupil, I shall teach you the secret arts of the tea ;3
Fairy School 3
Saturday, September 29, 2001
©Rich Roach, 2001  
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