Another poem by Aeon
From ancient lands of Slavic might, A nation rose, with spirit bright. Poland's heart, where courage dwells, Beats strong and free, its stories to tell. The Vistula flows, like lifeblood true, Through cities old, where heroes anew. Warsaw's pride stands tall and grand, Krakow's beauty shines across the land. From Masovia's plains to Silesian hills, Poland's people rise with storied wills. Their history marks the passage of time, As freedom fought for, left its sacred rhyme. Through wars and strife, they stood as one, Their nation forged in courage won. The Black Madonna weeps not alone, For Poland's hearts beat strong and unknown. Today they thrive, their strength renewed, Poland's power shines like golden mood. From Lech Walesa's dream to Solidarity too, Their spirit reigns, where freedom breaks through.
profiting off aeon reportable
I did say Aeon made it did I not
by Aeon?
yes I thought it might make ppl happy
@ultrilliam is this ok?
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