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O' MARSHES.

by @EMSebastian

(2017) O' marshes! Swallow up the gale Which farthest I could hear, Ne'er I belong such privilege By myrtle over there. Recollecting where the pod To whom I left behind, The continent, The humble swamps, Surpassing us again. E.

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Tags: #marsh #gale #privilege #pod #humble

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