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Poetry

A poem about a young girl living in the hills wondering about the world around her .

Hills I was raised in

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by MyIdOmoomo

by MyIdOmoomo

I live my whole life
Up on the hill
It was the hill
That lead me on to other

I loved to watch the green trees
Making the naked mountain
Fill in with green cloths
Up on the hill

I live my whole life
Up on the hills
Running on the neighborhood
With glee

I loved the company of my friends
As with them I climbed
And roam at places
Up on the hill

I lived my whole life
Up on the hill
It was some me
The hill and I

I loved the company of the hills around
Even if they didn't speak
That felt they did alone
Up on the hills

I lived my whole life
Up on the hill
Knowing the hill
Knows of secrets I don't

I loved talking with the one
Up on the hill
It is scary and lovely
A place to cherish