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Aug 2014
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Somewhere

                           FREE

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                                          was a child wandering

I was only by myself                              

There was a feeling on the breeze

Only the mountains

(  this was all before death come here   )




She

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What she was !

That was the ------- thing !

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Let us not --- give up

Let us vow to stay

Let us know if it can be ---- done

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Noble warrior

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Many the lies

The false images of MAN

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I sit in the mountains & die



I come from the mountains with

WORDS of GOLD

I come from the mountains with

YOU ON MY MIND

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I come from the mountains in

The MOUNTAIN'S NAME

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I hope you still are waiting there
Written by
jeffrey robin
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