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8_Verse
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Verse 1
| Fortress north Cold as glass | | Friendship south Take your task | | To the number Nine eight two | | Through the wood No lion fears | | In the sky the water veers Small of scale | | Step across | | Perspective should not be lost | | In the center of four alike | | Small, split, | | Three winged and slight | | What we take to be | | Our strongest tower of delight | | Falls gently | | In December night | | Looking back from treasure ground | | There's the spout! A whistle sounds. |
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