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Nature, more gentle than those evil men,
Forced kinder men to raze thee to the ground,
My sorrow to joy turned when like a Phoenix burned
You rose again, grander than the first.
Since then,
Though maimed by that marauding mite,
I’ve guarded thee, Ellerker,
Till manhood you have gained. Factum est. Farewell.
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