In the forest in a castle of old
Is a maiden fair as stories have told
Her darkened shin and hazelnut eyes
Glisten like stars in the night sky
She weaves her web of nature untold
And helps the animals so meek and bold
For she isn’t like anyone I’ve seen before
But is the image I hope my life has in store.
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I wrote this in school when we were coming up with our fairytale names.