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Mountains and lakes have graced my sight.
The scent of pines has whirled 'round me.
My spirit steeped in sweet beauty
As dense, emerald forests crowned me.
Yet, before I discovered this heav'n,
I had reigned as a noble king.
Vermilion leaves swept o'er my throne
And great, regal robins took wing.
E'en after advent'rous journeys,
No paradise could e'er replace
My palace, my chateau, my home
Where I'm held in love's warm embrace.