To the kisses of the warm terrestrial breeze,
Warrior roars have ceased;
Only fraternal love reigns.
Ahead the shovel and pick,
At work without any more dilation,
and we will be as such at work and gala
of this fruitful world of Columbus.
Posted By: promethian1, Jun 17, 23:57:38
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