We swam in a pond down in Maybee Town
We gave fairies cherries
and got fairy gold in return
We found new friends
and hand in hand
We walked with old friends
By the light of the sun and the moon and the stars.
We wandered afar.
Life was full and round
dripping with sweet juice
but we have come to the core
and what do we do with the pit?
Bury it deep
as they all go to sleep
in the dreams and the leaves
to emerge in the spring.
The end of summer
and so begins
a new story
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