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Grandmother Beth's Visions of Antares
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| Ah ... the golden splendor ... |
| I sing as the rays brighten |
| unfurling with sparks dancing |
| to my melody. |
| The very land joins my song .... |
| taking on brilliant jewel tones |
| answering my call with |
| pulsing ... arching light ... |
| "Antares SunRise Glory" |
