Unicorn's Glade

So proud and strong the silver beast. That all others are in awe.
To lovers the world is only that of them selves and only them lost in each other.
Over the snowy feilds the Unicorns like to play. Running with the cold winter winds.
As the peguses tulk flight the world whent silent.
Battles fought and battles won. But life will all ways servive
The water of life and the great beast cualt in time for all to see.
Still strong after so many years. The grandfather of the Unicorns as strong as ever.
The snowy slopes, the great beast. Both shine in the winter moon light.

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