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The Silver Unicorn
am a
out of myth
so lovely to behold
my fur a shining, glowing
white my horn silver, not gold
through forests old I travel on, my
reign knows of no end 'tho many try to
capture me myself I can defend my voice is soft
as springtime rain my temperament is
sweet and when I travel 'cross the
land I fly upon my feet I love to
take my evening walks with
moonlight in the sky
immortal and so
beautiful the
(c) "Amalthea Celebras"  K.C. Fahel   25 July 1996