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By Misti Date: 2004 Mar 15 Comment on this Work [[2004.03.15.04.49.30136]] |
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it was cold and clear and i stood on a mountain saw the water down below held the flowers looked into eyes that loved me and i was home after years of wandering lost and bloody all the bread crumbs tossed without much faith led me to that crest someday i may say that was the best day of my life. |