Along the Camino, where pilgrims tread, Santiago's relic, by faith is led. In Roermond's cathedral, a treasure rare, Guiding the faithful with tender care. A symbol of journey, through trials untold, Santiago's arm, a beacon bold. In the heart of the cathedral's embrace, Seekers find solace, in its sacred space. Oh Santiago, guide us along the way, In Roermond's sanctuary, forever stay. Your relic whispers tales of old, On the Camino, where stories unfold.
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