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Elfin Grot

I’ve always wondered
where the elves go
when away they
must stow
from the land of
here and now
they disappear
and how
into their own
small space
through the
bushes they race
there they will
stay
through the light
of day
and out at night
they play
after stars twinkle
and moonrays cease
they claim their
piece
in an elfin grot
they nap and dream
and plan the next night
to gad about unseen
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