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May 2014
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When I go back East
The mountains will fade
and I will be left with
the subtle hills of the Evergreen East
While the plane takes me far from the
monotonous mountains
and I'm forever stuck in a limbo of
wanting to be there and craving
to be here
Written by
LD
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