We Are Numberless
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Southern wind,
Here with us at present.
And
We are numberless.
Ask not the time,
Time is not ours.
We are all awake,
Good time ahead
Keep hope within men,
The land, the language-
All yours.
All are for you,
And you are in truth.
Hope, all good.
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