Victory Of Joy
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Victory of joy on the hill;
There goes I shout out with fire's will,
So piercing that I feel the thrill.
My spirit up like wings to fill
Me with the great vigour I till,
Full to put my spirit for drill
What I find to be, such tranquil
That helps me well to mill
My spirit to be fine and still
To give me the essence I grill.
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