Journey

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Many people see mountains

But, I want to explore.

There is a fountain,

That I adore.

The grass is green

The wind blows,

There is a stream

Down below.

I am walking,

There is a climb.

I here people talking

And where is the time?

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Thank you,

Fezzi13


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