If 'll go inversely
back in time;
I will work my diligence
to drive, past moments alive
Rigid be the thorny path,
will furrow back our time;
and work out, conquering
Lovely spaces to conjoin
Not by any quota of flesh;
But by an anchor of love
will moor the story of our land, and
Spread our saga with perpetual delight
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