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Alor
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While the Fall Paints These Woods in Red
Through this mausoleum of elder I wander
To the place where Sun was born
I walk on pathways which were forgotten
On these woods Nature's drawn her poem
Natura magna venustate silvam hanc creavit
At the horizon Sun bathes in blood
And the fall paints these woods in red
Here I gaze at the dusk of mankind
Here at the edge of this age
Here I gaze
Here I gaze at the death of Sun
While the fall paints these woods in red
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