The Earth's Lament

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You seekers of a quiet mind,
Did you think me mute and blind?
Eish, I've tales to tell!
My memories, as ancient as time,
Pulse through rock and sand. Such thrills,
That gumba-gumba spell.
With every beat, my story's told
Of battles fought and mines of gold.
The ghosts of those who came before
Now dance upon my dusty floor.
You hear my song and deem it odd,
But I sing of life, of death, of God.
In this vast and arid place,
I am the heart, the ancient face.
So listen well, oh restless souls,
For in my song, the cosmos rolls.

(16 lines).

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