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Arthur in the morning sky Silk and silver in the light
He moved like painted clouds at dawn A quiet fire above the
hills The children watched with open hands He made the cold air
feel still
Arthur, keeper of the wind
Graceful as a turning prayer But even the sky
can tire
Even bright wings bend low
Arthur, beautiful dragon, don't go Stay in the blue where the soft
winds blow
Majestic heart, now drifting slow
Arthur, beautiful dragon, don't go