Whoosh! Our campfire kindled, Our ten laws glowing brightly, Wood smoke rises gently upwards, And waft far away. We know not where it mingles, But it bears gently whispering massages, A sweet smeeling earth and woodland, A life pure and free. Our campfire kindled, Our ten laws glowing brightly, Shedding light,warmth and comfort, Over sky,land and sea.
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