Oh, craftsman of wands, with eyes so keen,
Layered in dust and secrets unseen.
Lumber and magic, a potent blend,
Into your shop, our destinies tend.
Velvet and whispers, a knowing glance,
All that you offer, a hopeful chance.
Nurturing power, in wood you find,
Destined pairings, for heart and mind.
Each flick of the wrist, a future bright,
Revealed in the magic, of your guiding light.
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