From Atop A Mountain
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I feel the sky so near
Can touch it with the finger
I have wind in my hair and face
And it whistles softly into my ear
I watch the wild flowers
Swaying in a playful mood
Their fragrances waft with the
Clouds and make me feel so good
Valley below is draped
With grasses tall and green
And the gently flowing stream
By its side makes a splendid scene
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