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Jul 2010
I seen upon a mountian top her hair did seem to glow for as the sun did shine for each of us to no. 
With her wings she did fly they were as white as new fallen snow . 
With her eyes of bitter blue she looked down upon the likes of me and you. With lips so pure so red ,this she did express live your live without regrets so choose your thoughts wisely .
 Do this simple task and I will come to you for you will earn the right to fly as a gift to you.
Written by
Blake Hamilton
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