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Nov 2013
My soul flies from the top of a mountain,
I feel fully alive now,
Falling, falling, falling from the mountain,
My soul is well endowed,

The cold air rushes past
As I fall into a Novascocian lake
the water envelops me,
Fast,
Sinking down to the bottom,
Save me, for heavens sake..
Ronnie James Corbin
Written by
Ronnie James Corbin  Dayton, Ohio
(Dayton, Ohio)   
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