The Hawk
Sail and soar oh freedoms father
In your realm where hope would rather
Dwell above the plains and wish
That food for gods bade humble dish
Hallowed hawk, heavens arrow
Gliding through the tempest narrow
Forgive me from your nestled reef
Where you kissed the man called thief
Sail and soar oh freedoms father
In your realm where hope would rather
Dwell above the plains and wish
That food for gods bade humble dish
Hallowed hawk, heavens arrow
Gliding through the tempest narrow
Forgive me from your nestled reef
Where you kissed the man called thief
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