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The Stolen Child - Carole Becker-Douglas
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The Stolen Child Carole Becker-Douglas

The Stolen Child - Carole Becker-Douglas
Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water rats;
There we've hid our faery vats
Full of berrys
And of reddest stolen cherries
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand
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