I never knew my homeland

Until I let it lie

Beyond the crowned escarpment

On the river’s brighter side

Give me again the easiness

Of one who does not know

What serves a delimitation

Or where wanderers go

That place that is a childhood

In itself, the world’s own heart

Never lost and never aching

For anything a river apart

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