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We traveled our ancestor's path

Across the roads and oceans wrath

Arrived in port, complete in shock

No torches here, so in we flock

On this forest continent

We wander with one intent

Build houses, build families

Build gardens and seek the peace

The ink is dry, we're safe at last

This massive place, choices are vast

I could live inside this sprawl

But I see your face, need to withdraw

49 by 83, that is good enough for me