Take this climb with me, beneath the spring time budded trees.Sunlight shining down, reflects shadows to the ground.
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The sky of blue, manages to peak on through, happiness is found,where two hearts are gently bound.
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This stroll through life, teaches lessons day and night,what's good and what feels bad, a weave like Irish Plaid.
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Take this climb with me, beneath the spring time budded trees.Sunlight shinning down, reflects shadows to the ground.
~
Let's set upon the rock and be silly and laugh allot, rest my head next to you and let love come shining through.
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A child of seventeen is only a memory, maturity appears and still I find you here.
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Take this climb with me, beneath the spring time budded trees.Sunlight shinning down, reflects shadows on the ground.
~
The sky of blue, manages to peak on through, happiness is found,where two hearts are gently bound.
~
This stroll through life, teaches lessons day and night,what's good and what feels bad, a weave like Irish Plaid.
~
Take this climb with me, beneath the spring time budded trees.Sunlight shinning down, reflects shadows to the ground.
~
Let's set upon the rock and be silly and laugh allot, rest my head next to you and let love come shining through.
~
A child of seventeen is only a memory, maturity appears and still I find you here.
~
Take this climb with me, beneath the spring time budded trees.Sunlight shinning down, reflects shadows on the ground.
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Where do I meet you for the walk?
Immagini di amore e in modo bello fatto e parole.
you remember me...Walt Whitman...
and that´ so sweet...
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