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Isolated in a small mountain range This is my hideout, my saving shore This is where I grew up way before Nothing here ever seems to change Hills and valleys taking their turn Meadows and creeks filling them out A wonderful scenery there is no doubt Laying in grass without concern A small mountain range Hidden inside the heart of Germany A name most have never heard certainly It's too little to be known, how strange It's quite pretty here A place where the air is still pure Silence and nature, a stressed minds cure A perfect place to disappear
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Jan 27, 2016
Jan 27, 2016 at 8:42 PM UTC
Small Mountain Range
Isolated in a small mountain range This is my hideout, my saving shore This is where I grew up way before Nothing here ever seems to change Hills and valleys taking their turn Meadows and creeks filling them out A wonderful scenery there is no doubt Laying in grass without concern A small mountain range Hidden inside the heart of Germany A name most have never heard certainly It's too little to be known, how strange It's quite pretty here A place where the air is still pure Silence and nature, a stressed minds cure A perfect place to disappear
Everyone has that place where they can go, when life goes stressfull. A familiar place, used as a hideout to escape our common everyday problems.
#nature#stress#cure#germany#hideout#mountainrange
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Jan 27, 2016
Jan 27, 2016 at 8:42 PM UTC
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