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We ran beneath the old tall trees, with laughter in our eyes, Where roots and stones held mysteries, and dreams would come alive. The fairies danced on mushroom rings beneath the morning glow, And goblins hid in mossy caves where silver rivers flow. Oh, the forest was our kingdom, where the magic never died, Our hearts would chase the sunshine and the rain side by side. We whispered little stories that the wind would carry far, And the world we made together still lives where the memories are. We left them tiny acorn cups and flowers by the stream, For all the hidden forest folk who lived inside our dream. Behind each tree a watcher stood, with laughter or with grace, And every twisting branch became a door to some secret place. Oh, the forest was our kingdom, where the magic never died, Our hearts would chase the sunshine and the rain side by side. We whispered little stories that the wind would carry far, And the world we made together still lives where the memories are. Now years have come and drifted by, but still I hear their song, In rustling leaves and shadows deep, where childhood still belongs. The child in me remembers, though the years may come and go, That somewhere in the forest, the magic still will grow. Oh, the forest was our kingdom, where the magic never died, Our hearts would chase the sunshine and the rain side by side. We whispered little stories that the wind would carry far, And the world we made together still lives where the memories are.
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