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cold morning dew
from the misty daulo pass
kissed her strong feet
the raggiana’s sang their songs
of love when she was near

sun rises to brighten her day
orchids bowed their heads
spellbound by her beauty
her ancestors spirits smile
lost in a moment of tranquillity
as she silently walks by.

she leaves a wake of calmness
that puts fierce warriors at ease
she wears the feathers
of the bird of paradise
as a crown.

daughter of nature
her spirit is so free.
i’ve never seen such beauty,
but she did not noticed me.


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Lapieh Landu


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