Here I'am
walking across wide feilds of grain
And here I'am walking into
the mountains
Oh! What streams build your humanly veins
Oh! All the bodies of water
I see from this height
I feel warmth resting on
my sholders
A feeling I have never felt before
This Glare coming from
You, Solar Sun
I have finally Regained sight
and here I'am
Now looking upon the light of day
THE ABSENCE OF BOATS AND DOCKS
And you Mountains
You've lived through thousands of years of
stormy weather
and look how beautiful
You've become.
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