From the rugged shore and woodlands, of the north its history, of copper mines and iron ore, the Great Lakes fisheries.  To the farmlands of the southern counties we’ll look around again, at all that ‘waits the sportsmen in the state of Michigan.  And sometimes when the moon brings out the diamonds in the snow. And the stillness of the forest lies incased in arctic cold, the wind might whisper through the trees, listen if you can, it tells you of the beauty in the state of Michigan.

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