By Youssef Sourgo
By Youssef Sourgo
Morocco World News
Casablanca, March 11, 2013
I stood on the Atlas Peak,
From where I Flew with Mercury
We landed on a golden field,
With an aura of victory
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There I stood on a Golden land
Then I heard this chant of sand,
“Lion, ho Northern Lion!
None can part us, friend”
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“We’ll pray, we the golden sands,
“In a divine, fine sea-house
Dear Northern lion,” sands said”
“Tell Buyers Sands have no price”
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