Before Many Hills - Poem by Ezekiel Geoffery
I stand before many hills i look from afar but saw nothing prety will. I take a long walk towards the many hills and it(the hill) came closing down on me. I gaze at the hill and at the cloudless skies i greezed my look with hope and with thundurous thoughts i went beyond my limit.
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