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The Wanderer

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Once there walked a wanderer
Whose vigil voice and Thorian thunder
Searched river low, still knolltop high,
For the Land of Désenéiamoor,
Wherein, they say, the gods were born.

Through gleaming, glazing, alpine isles
He forged a footway far ahigh,
Yet found found no single Dumhnall tarn,
From the Land of Désenéiamoor,

The land, they say, the gods have bore.
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Delilah Miller 15 November 2007

Never ceases to amaze me...Lovely poem X's and Os

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