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Ode To My Country

The flight of wisdom and glory One that is not capable by the highest might My country has been through a plight My place has faced a grieve A memory hard to leave I gaze upon it's structure And it's rigid rupture The cause of mistake Is something that not all make The blue of the twilight And the main cause of the glum height Were the English who were the invades Mean enough to set a trap perfectly laid

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