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September 14, 2013
From the silver flying horses
of the ever golden glades
To the dragons on the cliff tops
of the blazing palisades
come hear our humble call
a land for one and all
Our valiant knights protect us
from the darkest evil spells
And your wishes all come true here
if they're made in wishing wells
a beacon shining bright
where all our dreams take flight.