Sylvan dreams

I caught the moon in a magic pool
And held moonbeams in my hand;
I sprinkled the trees with starlight
And entered a faerie land.

I rode a white stallion upon a crested sea
And left footprints in silver sand.
I dreamt that you were by my side
I dreamt you held my hand.

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