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Nov 2014
It pierces my soul
This cold mountain air
It makes me feel whole
Like I can breathe again
Im high with the trees
They smoke and burn anew
The drops of morning air
They bring me to back to you
Those angry Sunday mornings
When iv fought all I can fight
I finally let go
And on this mountain
I take flight
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