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By Redlowwinski,
A poem submitted to a contest in UO

Morning dew,
Beading on sandstone walls,
Trinsic glistens with an amber hue.

Justice calls,
Singing in the trees,
Throughout hallowed old Yew Halls.

Open seas--
Freedom on a salty breeze,
Sailing the way to all Virtue's keys.

Home at ease,
In the land I remember,
With not one ounce of regret,
Do I once more, my heart surrender,
To my friends, my home, my long-forgotten Britannia.