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Sep 2018
I climbed the mountain where wild flowers grew
searching for the cure of gold

It was a rare plant I sought there to find
for my sis lay sick at home

Curative powers which it did contain
would restore Anne's health for sure

The wind whipped around as I did ascend
defiantly I endured
Written by
Alfredo Ron
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