I see now
I have to overcome
the censored nature
of my ancient tongue.
My stressful days
must be undone.
For now just call me
the peaceful sun.
Four more lines
and then I'm done.
Oh Ancient mother
Give me a sign
I thank The All
For the sacred nine.
Hsanan
 6500
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