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Deserts form where seas once reached
Where water carved and sunlight bleached
On seas of stone and painted sand
The sentinels of Shadowland.
Rocky sinew landscape formed
The tower guards with caps adorned
They ring of time and streams run dry
Telltale tattoos of time gone by.
Like pillars to the sun they stand
Since Old Man Napi walked this land
Through canyon folds and sanded curves
Primeval language to the nerves.
The threshing storms and solar flairs
And endless pounding windy wear
Do none but deepen old resolve
As countless starry nights dissolve.
A sunburned splendour comes to life
As dawnlight trickles through the blight
The somber guardsmen rouse anew
As Napi’s dream is once more true.
Deserts form where seas once reached
Where water carved and sunlight bleached
On seas of stone and painted sand
The sentinels of Shadowland.
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