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Sitting alone
This foreign land feels like home A life long dream fulfilled Gazing out my bedroom window Mountains and forest are what I see Forest that thrive Mountains which appear untouched Capped with a dusting of snow Secure in a casing of ice The sun is coming Rose hues take the horizon The land is awakening Three weeks will not be enough To call this land my home Orange joins with rose Tiny diamonds seem to dot the snow Yellow emerges Light fills the small valley A bird takes flight I never want to leave this place This foreign home land Or this alpine sunrise
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