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West Virginia

I love my state, my beautiful state
The state where I was born
No wonder I'm proud of it,
It has the soil, my feet first set foot on.

I was born in those beautiful hills.
On those hills I use to play
There we could roam until time to come home
And discover something new each day.

We discovered trails rocks and rills,
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Ron Flowers 30 May 2008

Joy, this was a pleasurable read for me. It brought back many fond memories of when I was a boy and those hills and hollers were my playground. Thanks for sharing.

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