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I have a wish to see the land
a wish to retrieve recitation from the wisdom of lectors
and to think like a falcon
I have a wish to see the land whole
return song to poetry,
call strange mountains my brothers
and release my heart from the corpse of longing
and from the thick honey of prophets
return song to poetry,
call strange mountains my brothers
and release my heart from the corpse of longing
and from the thick honey of prophets