.I drove you South through the landscape that you love
All those medieval towns with theâ
cobbledâ
stones
Washed by theâ
blood of the martyrs
In the lastâ
great stand of the true believers
The hilltop villages baking in the afternoon sun
The walls pocked with old bu.
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