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The splinters of our marrow comes, 
Shivering thunder for a lengthy spray-
Warmth beautifies our essence;
Glittering ray sends goose down spines! 
She comes,  nostalgia drums
The lily-borne sepulchre; its beauty I ponder
Goozy feelings; my road alone
This journey be tiresome 
For I be so glad to take it
Come forth hither,  the beauty of our land! 
Hollow tremble,  belly grumble
For its angels are generous in vision,  
A journey,  I delight thee.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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