rave to the rolling hills
lit with the warmth of dawn
and the rich warm orange of dusk
respect to the souls
who pain to see
the beauty in rust
blithe to the imaginations
who seek a higher call
armed with the courage
of original thought
thanks to you
who climbed the hill
and found the charm
you
the one
who’s seen
the hills at dawn
Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 4:26 PM UTC
rave to the rolling hills
lit with the warmth of dawn
and the rich warm orange of dusk
respect to the souls
who pain to see
the beauty in rust
blithe to the imaginations
who seek a higher call
armed with the courage
of original thought
thanks to you
who climbed the hill
and found the charm
you
the one
who’s seen
the hills at dawn
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