written by: James Bell
Journeying long and far to where the great lands of east and west eventually meet,
On that fateful day the whole world lay calmly and obediently at her impatient feet;
Staring fixedly across the narrow divide of turbulent dark water,
She whispered, ‘Tomorrow is the day I’m coming home for you my only daughter.’
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