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Barren Hillsides

Barren hillsides
where I make my home
Open spaces
seldom view themselves
I live alone
where others go
i dare not venture
To be free
take your leave
Cherish life
may it be plentiful
as a mountain spring

Author The Golden TearsCategories Alone, Hillsides, home, Nature, PoetryPosted on July 24, 20162 Comments

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