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I'm no Knight nor Lord nor Peer I have no fancy name I am just me Untitled I have no stately homes No manicured acres do I own But I'm happy You see I have my crystal streams I have my southern hills My rugged cliff top paths The white capped foaming seas I have the howling winds The gentle breeze of spring The sweet perfume of wild flowers in the air And natures orchestral sounds A tent to call my home So many paths to roam I'm glad that I'm UNTITLED
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Feb 2, 2015
Feb 2, 2015 at 5:52 AM UTC
UNTITLED
I'm no Knight nor Lord nor Peer I have no fancy name I am just me Untitled I have no stately homes No manicured acres do I own But I'm happy You see I have my crystal streams I have my southern hills My rugged cliff top paths The white capped foaming seas I have the howling winds The gentle breeze of spring The sweet perfume of wild flowers in the air And natures orchestral sounds A tent to call my home So many paths to roam I'm glad that I'm UNTITLED
Thanks Shamus
joe-cole
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Feb 2, 2015
Feb 2, 2015 at 5:52 AM UTC
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