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Lady May

Go and see the dappled lights dance amongst the branches of trees.

Feel the fresh air on your face and unfurl with the fonds of ferns.

Smell the hint of sweetness of delicate bluebells and find stability in the earthy scent of damp woodland.

Sing with the bird song at the first light of day.

This is my wood.

This is my wood.

This is my wood.

Mine and Lady May.

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