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Tijuca Peak | ||
| Steps and chains ascend the peak So I can ascend with ease. I can reach the goal I seek, When I feel a gentle breeze. Far below the city lies, Unaware that I am here. No one there could hear my cries Though the way is fully clear. Lilies line the dusty trail And the birds are in the air. Here one's faith could never fail. There is beauty and to spare. | ||
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