ALASKA
A land of rock, dipped in the brine
Like a brown finger pointing toward the west
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The little craft flies fast to the fair bay
Whose waters kiss the feet of Sitka town
H. E. H.
A land of rock, dipped in the brine
Like a brown finger pointing toward the west
* * * * *
The little craft flies fast to the fair bay
Whose waters kiss the feet of Sitka town
H. E. H.