Pastures of History
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Pastures of History

Sing to me, a little dream of how it must how it was all clashing steel and biting iron kingdoms lost and won. Sing of silks and spices and the men that died for salt Tell again, united lovers, dashing princes and of the wickedness of witches.

A Sunday drive in the country passed by history's pastures each with gauzy filter over all and blinkers on each door Blind yourself to bloody suffering as you wind away the hours

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