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Mountains


The mountains are my home,

So beautiful and blue.

There is no place I'd rather be,

But I wish you were here with me,

To share this wonderful place.

You will be here soon,

Till then I'll be in the room.

I only want to be here with you,

So I can wait to share it.

I hope you feel the sam way I do.

I need youto hold me,

While watching the sunset,

And staring at the stars a while.

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