Upon rising Dawn.

Over lush mountaintops sway.

Under lightening skies these morning bells.

A City by river downs lay.

Beyond fields of wicker.

Among rising smoke and irate machines.

Lay a land wild and wonderful.

Precious structures and elegant greens.

Sun beams across windings hills of long-lived freedom.

A place where all roads lead to home.

Hidden under the gaze of the many.

Where flora and fauna stretch and roam.

To home, we are here.

Across roaring fields of forest and desert.

The City by the Mountains.

Among flowing waves spurt.

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