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The Mountains Are Calling


With freedom only found in dreams,
we will walk together one day.
As skylarks sing in the fields of green,
and the sun washes the night away.

Stay, and enter the door of my mind,
come tell me the story of love.
For you I would walk a golden mile,
through the gates of heaven above.

Let me admire those secret charms,
as we walk in our rapture together.
The mountains and seas are calling us back, 
to the shimmering trees of September.

With freedom only found in dreams,
at last we will find a way.
Under amethyst skies shining with love,
tomorrow will be a beautiful day.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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