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Magical Mountain Made of Whitest Stone
Magical Mountain Made Of Whitest Stone Majestic mountain made of magic stone I climbed every night as a lonely child. Tall and regal, it stood there all alone symbol of world so fantastic and wild! Atop its peak in my racing night dreams looking across earth's fantastic skies. Resting below, forests and flowing streams bright, magical realm where nobody dies. Deep within each night's visionary quest prayers for family, sleeping nearby. Young, brave climber daring courageous best with fantasy and thrills on each climb's try! Magical mountain made of whitest stone. Conquered by a child, made of flesh and bone! R. J. Lindley March 9th, 1971 Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 Total # Syllables: 140 Total # Words: 94 (Old) Note: How I long again to be that innocent child from two years ago, living with warmest embrace of my father's love before his death... Life just suxs and tries to destroy me... New note: Life again sent its deepest blues, but old age has brought wisdom, those blues and accompanying depths of pain - that-- Can reach out to destroy, yet only find a stronger heart For this soul tis no longer an innocent boy that had no well lit path to now chart.
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