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Far, far away I soar above the mountains
skip in lovely pastures,
drink from immortal fountains
let my bare toes curl at the touch of damp moss
wandering, wondering,
but never ever lost
alone I'll be in a land of no worry
spring time flowers and
winter time flurry
the heavenly gods keep me forever nourished
so I can bathe in a river
where peace forever flourished
a beautiful place, every object holds a history
why the earth cannot be like this,
still remains a mystery

- Brooke