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Scotland, my homeland, oh! how I long to be on your green shores, where grey-blue water hides the nessie, and fairies in the glen roam free. Scotland, my homeland, in years to come I shall journey to your green shores once more, finally.
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Nov 4, 2016
Nov 4, 2016 at 10:45 PM UTC
Green Shores
Scotland, my homeland, oh! how I long to be on your green shores, where grey-blue water hides the nessie, and fairies in the glen roam free. Scotland, my homeland, in years to come I shall journey to your green shores once more, finally.
carolyne-mcnabb
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Nov 4, 2016
Nov 4, 2016 at 10:45 PM UTC
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