There's something about this pretty scene
Walking up nature's past
I make it to the top, at last
There's nothing better than looking down
at beautiful life, all around
I don't mind how the wind messes up my hair
being around such life makes me tend not to care
I don't feel judged by the dirt or the trees
or violated by a chilling breeze
but instead, these are the things that put me at ease.
these are the things, that live inside me.
awesome poem i like it
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