The mountains rise
Above the fog
Forming islands
Through the mist
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And you can see
The rolling waves
Of ocean spray
Waving and dancing
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Hills of mist
And seas of fog
Rolling over
Island mountains
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Stardust
PoetryWe are all made of Stardust Though we know it not We are all the same. Not diffrent. We are all one. - A collection of poems about the natural world. All poems are created by me. Cover made by me! Updated Wednesdays and Saturdays.
