The Untouched World
"The expanse of the sky
The shine of the stars
When the sleeping world lies
The golden silence is ours
The great big sea
With hidden graves
The oceans deep
With countless waves
The mountins tops
Strong and cold
Sour so high up
Their presense be told
The waterfalls
So swift and quick
The bird's sing their call's
With stones the water hits
The wolf packs prowl
Silent and free
The prey hunters vow
You must hunt to eat
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