Between mountains high
and valleys low
the world connects
with every move you make
You'll entwine
with every rock
and every tree
You'll float like a leaf
up and down
on every foaming wave
of the river wild
From dawn till dusk
you touch, taste and see,
and realize
wherever you are, or be
that the world
will always connect
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