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@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ ¨#¨ Alvar West coast ¨#¨ ¨@@¨@¨@¨@¨
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@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ Going South By The Rocky Shore. The ¨¨@¨@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ Montaneous Shore, The Cliffs And ¨@@¨@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ RavineS, And The OceanS Raving. ¨¨@¨@¨@¨@¨
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@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ Watch Your Step Or, Or Your Wheels, If ¨¨@¨@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ Youre Such A Being, For To The West ¨@@¨@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ Lies The Sea. And To The East Are ¨¨@¨@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ Thorny Bushes, Large As Trees But Also ¨@@¨@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ Miniscule, Camouflaged In The Grass. ¨¨@¨@¨@¨@¨
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@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ Old Territories Poke Through And ¨¨@¨@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ Resurface. Never Mind Them, But Maybe ¨@@¨@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ The Beauty In Their Walls Tell Us ¨¨@¨@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ Something. I Admire The Way They Strech ¨@@¨@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ Over The Land To The Eastern Shores, ¨¨@¨@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ But Never North, Never South. ¨@@¨@¨@¨@¨
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@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ The Road Is Old And Broken, And Would ¨@@¨@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ Stress Your Joints, Even If You Were To ¨¨@¨@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ Never Leave It (Which You Should). ¨@@¨@¨@¨@¨
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