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Arraras, Brazil | ||
| Lenten flow'r with purple bloom, Piercing well the forest gloom, Bids us ever higher go So that we the truth may know. Though the path be somewhat steep, We'll be home in time to sleep. Clouds obscure the highest ridge As if God has made a bridge. Golden bird delights the eye, Flying swiftly through the sky. One can feel so full of grace In this peaceful mountain place. | ||
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