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A DREAM ABOUT THE TANGUS
Imagine birds flying
beneath your feet,
Imagine the sound of water flowing
over ancient rock,
Imagine a history
of love and hapiness in Ronda.
A place where one can feel,
A corner in which one can rest,
And take a journey into age-old Spain.
A hotel with charm.
A dream made real,
A dream about the Tagus.
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