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Pondering over and over Until I can't sit still I think I've had my fill Mysteries overhead While all its edges spill Within a songbirds trill Echoing far beyond Across the verdant hills Bending neatly as it builds Eyes peeking far afield Just to savor thrills From such distant kills
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Jan 2, 2022
Jan 2, 2022 at 7:32 PM UTC
Mount Hester
Pondering over and over Until I can't sit still I think I've had my fill Mysteries overhead While all its edges spill Within a songbirds trill Echoing far beyond Across the verdant hills Bending neatly as it builds Eyes peeking far afield Just to savor thrills From such distant kills
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Jan 2, 2022 at 7:32 PM UTC
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