Ithsuwarian Lullaby

Oh Kith and Kin in kindBone and blood of mineWe wish you the sweet freedomOf the endless Wanderers’ willFor every rainstorm, shelterAnd for every Saint that’s knelt hereBe a blessing upon your crownCrushed orange blossoms fragrant stillFor every seed, a harvestFor every tree, a forestFor such plenty do I prayDelivered from above the blueEyes heavy, […]

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