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A mountain of light, It seems to me, Rests upon the ground. And here am I  High up in flight  Up here looking down. We rush beyond That shining hill; Inhuman speed. Furthermore  Rivers of light  Upon the earth I see.
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Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 10:48 PM UTC
A Flight to Jacksonville
A mountain of light, It seems to me, Rests upon the ground. And here am I  High up in flight  Up here looking down. We rush beyond That shining hill; Inhuman speed. Furthermore  Rivers of light  Upon the earth I see.
austin-bauer
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Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 10:48 PM UTC
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