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The breeze brushing my face
As I stand on the top peak
Of the greatest mountains
Oh,I can see all..

The blankets like snow
Cuddling most of the land
Though I can't see any wild
I can see the dark dots up down
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Meanings :~ (there are words /sentences in this short poem that are not used directly and that's only how a poem works too.)

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