Misty Mountain Queen

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Oh how regal she looks in the light of the morning dawn
Mist gathers around her peaks  like a ghostly crown
The nature of her beauty is of the nature of Earth itself
She has ruled over these lands for eons
As the monarch of the wilderness
Her Mother is Earth and her Father the Sky
Born from her mother Strong and bluff
The cutting winds from her father carved out her charms
An honor guard of tree knights stand sentinel around her
As if protecting the Queen they adore so much

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