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Seeking shelter from the ills of the world Ancient kings built temples Wind over water Here is a refuge And if its our will to further the work If we can listen to the spirit We can cross great rivers We can be correct Wind over water The wind drives the water The wind moves above the water This is dispersion It brings us to our ancestral temple We hear voices from kings of old Chanting sacrifice The supreme being This is dispersion
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Nov 15, 2015
Nov 15, 2015 at 1:41 AM UTC
dispersion
Seeking shelter from the ills of the world Ancient kings built temples Wind over water Here is a refuge And if its our will to further the work If we can listen to the spirit We can cross great rivers We can be correct Wind over water The wind drives the water The wind moves above the water This is dispersion It brings us to our ancestral temple We hear voices from kings of old Chanting sacrifice The supreme being This is dispersion
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torin
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Nov 15, 2015
Nov 15, 2015 at 1:41 AM UTC
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