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Many Moons Ago...A night of december so dark and cold,I walked a path ages oldThe moon amongst the clouds revealedlightning valleys, forest and fieldEmbraced by silence I wandered the mooran endless landscape by my sidewhen in the mist I saw a lightdancing through the hazy nightI stood and watched the play in awewas deeply touched by what I sawI told my friends what I did seeand what they told did tremble me!It's said the ghost of a young, fair maidis cursed to dwell beneath the shadeof the olden oak she died belowO that was many moons ago! From Letras Mania