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Kingdom of Ghandourah
She was
the homeland.
The distant
mountain chain of
Hermialal
The creeks,
Clean crystal,
The boiling fountains
and water falls,
Serpentine.
She played her destiny
just as fine.
Hers,
Were vast healthy meadows,
Fertile valleys,
And sacred vines.
Open fields,
Sown with golden corns.
Hers,
Were the gleaming
towns that shine.
Gardens and shires,
Yea admire.
Before the dark spell
befall her
Ghandourah
Before,
Her mighty
King Solomon,
Overthrown.
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Kingdom of Ghandourah
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