High elves dance on the hardwood floors
Ancient oak and cherry wood banter
Stradivarius plays dreams
Acoustic guitars with spruce and rosewood
Smiling with glee between heaven and earth
Giving birth to antiquity with the wood divine
Wood grown amidst stars, sun and moon
Grown amidst rivers, glades and mountains
Soaking in the eternal light, rain and sea
Hear the wood chimes ring with dewdrops
Sky and sensitive trees in hands of the elves
Voice of wood gnomes by ferns and wildflowers
Frequency of blue heaven in ears of the Elves
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Rain and sea have given beautiful perception and eternal light has motivated mind. High elves dance on the hardwood floors. Mystical perception is sprinkled in expression. Amazing sharing is done here.10
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