Yr Wyddfa here
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The rain cometh
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Surprise of the hill
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An unexpected view
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My eyes go there
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Without
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Following the stones down
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Standing still
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Extreme point of view
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Before the night
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I could be lost here, for a while
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Pointedly
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Even on the gloomiest days
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At the turn it opens to me
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A robe comes for my naked
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