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When the shadows were gone
By three PM at the mountains
And the last beam of the Sun
Covered the surface of the green
Sacred terrain, the felines were
Ready to quench thirst
Sheep bleating was the final
Sound, heard by mountains keepers
They lost the herd
Once lost, the only thing else to hold on
Is to save oneself life
(Life, life, life, life)
