Mount Argopuro
Tailoring path of grass
Jungle and meadow
What the boots hiked for
So many answers
From faith to maid
From stubborn to airborne
From nail to snail
I had gone
I had born
Tailor is not tailoring
Jungle is gone
The boots had won
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