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The Jeste Coire Lenne

Nunce drenne the fave lieuge fends. An aer greets the mal. Affound redder coive flints, the moal & carrey soite. In their favvet slunnes the mind revered saire, slenne & pare.
The quoire sound an farewell tune, aes davun rier, nadder than the loints darken. Nirth atten soire painds the soot river foam scragges. A friend finds another whifft pourd.
The lent of caiges roan the scares. Main’t the liar’s name & scailtt roves. The ammit se’er rests on vailleant stire. No proar viceage lints, the caidde loure vinge and sere entire.

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