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Þórsmörk, my heart returns to you,
Where the wild earth dreams in silver hue.
Þórsmörk, your spirit calls me home,
Through the drifting mist, through the glacial stone.
In your quiet grace, I stand reborn,
Held in the cradle of the storm.
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