Ancient Land Infused with wisdom Organic and pure The waters run through Sediment and sand The air fills our lungs Where the mountains stand For centuries Broken by clenched fists Caressed by gentle hands Destroyers or defenders Of this ancient land Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
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