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On the Mountain Road, Up and Down, Kept Climbing even if life got us down. Angry, hurt, sad or depressed, The traveller doesn't stop, he doesn't beg. For he knows that he wants, he must go and get. Shouting, Screaming,Stranded and Alone, The traveller doesn't stop for he has somewhere to go and things to atone. So they go singing songs of love, pain, joy and anger. Let's continue they say for the travellers never stop they have places to be and people to meet.
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Mar 29, 2021
Mar 29, 2021 at 10:30 AM UTC
The Lone Travellers
On the Mountain Road, Up and Down, Kept Climbing even if life got us down. Angry, hurt, sad or depressed, The traveller doesn't stop, he doesn't beg. For he knows that he wants, he must go and get. Shouting, Screaming,Stranded and Alone, The traveller doesn't stop for he has somewhere to go and things to atone. So they go singing songs of love, pain, joy and anger. Let's continue they say for the travellers never stop they have places to be and people to meet.
For everyone undergoing a journey.
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Mar 29, 2021
Mar 29, 2021 at 10:30 AM UTC
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