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Behind these mountains that protect me...

I smile, run, jump, happy, shudder, cry FLY FLY Don't want to learn to do anything else Have no reason to do anything else If no one else does, that's there problem But never again am I going back over those mountains The mountains that keep those insane, flames from reaching these shores and trees and birds Beautiful birds Physically and vocally overflowing onto everything around them And why would I want to be away from that A place where that golden mother up in the sky is never hidden I will never ignore you or hide from you behind my ceilings and grey I will never try to snuff you out with smoke You are all I need Protecting me from trying to understand/undermine your glory These shores are ours And every morning when you wake up and illuminate as far as my eyes can I see I will show you gratitude by diving deep into the blue
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david-casas
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Feb 9, 2012
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