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EAST MESSENGER
Though dark and dusty their way,
Their camels' hoofs bitten by dry dust,
They traveled through those circuits
Seeking the King.
The Sun in brightness
Did ride to cheer their tracks
And too the late night star
Greeting with banners white
They saddled at morn to quickly arrive Where they set for
Through the throes of those
Sad mocking dunes
To their place of laughter;
Around that large, laughing sahara.
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EAST MESSENGER
EAST MESSENGER
