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Everlasting


I open my eyes to the world below where bison stampede and the green grass grows. I see the grand mountains all looking fine With their purple, looking flashingly divine. Hearing streams trickle watching the sun glow bright, I hope that this genuine moment lasts a lifetime. I observe the dancing trees and the bisonn pawing the ground, the earth begins to tremble, all around. Sighing, i turn around thanking myself for finding, this everlasting sight...
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