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Thiso
pem awakens the soul from the dullness of our ITU
nore generations.
Rise, brothers, rise; the wakening skies pray to the morning light
,
The wind lies asleep in the arms of the dawn like a child that has cried all nigim
Come, let us gather our nets from the shore and set our catamarans free,
To capture the leaping wealth of the tide, for we are the kings of the sea!
No longer delay, let us hasten away in the track of the seagull's call,
The sea is our mother, the cloud is our brother, the waves are our comrades al
quite clear to wake up any heart from slumber. Use Cordova Smart Class Software on the
in class to read the poem and initiate the awakening of our mind that will continue to wa​

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really I don't understand it so sorry............