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Beyond the Western Shores
The seas call me away
from these shores
to somewhere else
beyond the West.
Where I can have a holiday
and rest these old feeling bones.
I may never return
back this way again,
Or see the misted mountains again
Or visit the murky woods and forests
Or the plains where the horses roam,
Yes,
I am quite ready,
for one more
adventure.
from these shores
to somewhere else
beyond the West.
Where I can have a holiday
and rest these old feeling bones.
I may never return
back this way again,
Or see the misted mountains again
Or visit the murky woods and forests
Or the plains where the horses roam,
Yes,
I am quite ready,
for one more
adventure.
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