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Aug 2013
let us soar up high to different colored mountains you and I where birds create new songs to us to sing near the base of clear running springs we'll bid both tears and sorrows a happy goodbye take time to wander down flower scented pathways and if you're feeling beautiful like you look which is fine take  your shoes off love and stop filling up my mind after we've gone to life's end of the line we'll stand and wonder at the mountain of time than sail away on a sea of love blown by the soft winds of rhyme let me escort my love through unknown places where love is sweet and sublime take your shoes off honey and stop filling up my mind
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victor tripp  Philadelphia pa19144
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