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Their ancient song will fill the night sky once again,
Flowing over the flowered fields,
The ancient canyons and crags,
The wild insurmountable wilderness
And the moss-covered crumbling mass
Which is the last footprint,
The last relic
Left to bear witness
To the proud primates,
Who took axe and hammer,
Mortar and brick,
In hand to tame the mighty vastness
That gave them birth.