I wish to fly to the high hills;
Punctuate tempering solitude
With silence of gushing wild rivers.

Catch rays of the sun and hear birds sing;
Validate frivolous existence
With yearnings of pristine white landscape.

Breathe scents that lurk in the winds and claim
Forever lingering memories;
A reason sweet enough to escape.


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