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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. ,,,,,=:*@#
@#@*:=,,,, ,,,,=:*@#@
#@#@*:=,,, 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. ,,,,,=:*@#
@*:=,,,,,, ,,,,,,=:*@
*:=,,,,,,, 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. ,,,,=:*@#@
#@#@*:=,,, ,,,=:*@#@#
##@#@*:=,, 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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