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O fair Gormott, many are thy charms:
Sunlight like a mother's sweet caress,
Branches stronger than a father's arms! |
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Oh, my apologies. I was merely
expressing my love for the natural
beauty of Gormott through poetry. |
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I wish only that the children in the city
would weave beautiful verses about
their homeland also. |
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But alas, it seems they are all more
concerned with enjoying the present
moment than pursuing the literary arts. |