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"The following poem collected by K. P. Emory is
about the atoll of Raroia: What is that canoe that hither sails, / Overarched by the rainbow, / Encompassed about by white tern? The land of Raroia is encircled. / This is Raroia, land of soft breezes, / From which sounds the lament of Marere-nui. Softly sound the rustling coconut leaves. Oh, how my land / Inspires love!" (Buck) |