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Armenia, Land of Eternal Flame Beneath the shadow of Ararat’s crest, Where eagles soar and spirits rest, A land of stories, old yet strong, Armenia sings its timeless song. Through valleys green and mountains high, Her churches pierce the cobalt sky. Each stone, a prayer, each peak, a psalm, A witness to her steadfast calm. The whispers of her ancient kings Resound in rivers’ gentle rings. Her wine-stained hills, her pomegranate trees, Hold secrets borne by autumn’s breeze. She cradles scars yet stands so proud, Her voice, a hymn, her heart unbowed. For though the tempest tried her soul, It could not break her gilded whole. Her alphabet, a sacred thread, Woven through the lives she's led. A tapestry of loss and grace, A testament to time’s embrace. Oh, Armenia, cradle of light, You rise again through endless night. Your spirit burns, an eternal flame, A beacon borne of your storied name. Let winds of hope through you still soar, For you are timeless, forevermore.

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