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Up at the top, I Feel like a wolf, surveying lands below me From that rock outcrop The river stretches below With its valley town From that tower, I See the city in its whole Mansions and the slums From that outpost, the Land stretches out on both sides Praries and coastlines From the mountain ledge I see the forests below reach To suburbia For the top's enclave Though a little lonely, is The lens of the world
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Feb 4, 2017
Feb 4, 2017 at 12:19 PM UTC
From The Top
Up at the top, I Feel like a wolf, surveying lands below me From that rock outcrop The river stretches below With its valley town From that tower, I See the city in its whole Mansions and the slums From that outpost, the Land stretches out on both sides Praries and coastlines From the mountain ledge I see the forests below reach To suburbia For the top's enclave Though a little lonely, is The lens of the world
Why I like places that are high up.
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Feb 4, 2017
Feb 4, 2017 at 12:19 PM UTC
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