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Wednesday, October 14, 2009

MY HEART IS NOT HERE

My heart is on the hills,

My heart is with the rocks,

My heart is in the grasses.



Where the voices sing,

Where the echo rest,

Where the mountain stare.



My heart is not here,

It dwells with the flowers,

It roves beyond the stars.



My heart is on the hills,

My heart is with the rocks,

My heart is in the grasses.

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