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I sat still on a high rock As my thoughts wandered as a cloud, across the mountains and till depths of valleys Engulfed by still atmosphere my Wandering Mind took me beyond where my feet lie. As I gazed far and wide Rustic pink, beige, and blue shades which stole my eyes. When time came to say goodbye , I fought an inner battle with my mind. As it wished to stay behind but I knew if it did, it would choose never to return neither could I leave it behind.
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