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Have you seen a place, Where mountains are green, Strawberry fields, And the air is clean the city of pines, A destination that shines, Where weather is cold, as everyone have told. Up to the north, lies a plateau, Zigzag roads, we got no clue A nice vacation, as we stayed and boarded. Parks and station We have toured and landed. City of pines what a beautiful view, Let's drink our wines A paradise hue! Ethnic tribes, Unforgettable vibes, Touched our lives, moments shall be archived! Fond memories, we have built and carried, an unforgettable experience -- that can never be buried.
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Oct 8, 2010
Oct 8, 2010 at 6:10 AM UTC
City of Pines
Have you seen a place, Where mountains are green, Strawberry fields, And the air is clean the city of pines, A destination that shines, Where weather is cold, as everyone have told. Up to the north, lies a plateau, Zigzag roads, we got no clue A nice vacation, as we stayed and boarded. Parks and station We have toured and landed. City of pines what a beautiful view, Let's drink our wines A paradise hue! Ethnic tribes, Unforgettable vibes, Touched our lives, moments shall be archived! Fond memories, we have built and carried, an unforgettable experience -- that can never be buried.
(c) Sept 8,9,10 - City of Pines *jcjuatco
Jcjuatco
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Oct 8, 2010
Oct 8, 2010 at 6:10 AM UTC
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