The land it stretches on and on, away before my eyes.
The hills roll far into the distance meeting sunkissed skies.
I sit upon a grassy knoll and feel to my surprise,
The land beneath me stir and groan and threaten to arise.
The land it stretches on and on, away before my eyes.
The hills roll far into the distance meeting sunkissed skies.
I sit upon a grassy knoll and feel to my surprise,
The land beneath me stir and groan and threaten to arise.
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