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His eyes survey the beauty That surrounds him all around From the mighty soaring eagle To the snow packed frozen ground. He feels no cold as he watches For he is warmed by sun and awe Of the gentle winter wonderland Though the winds are blowing raw. His heart is filled with pride For the lovely mountains high Gently capped with snow As they stretch to meet the sky. He is filled with peace and love And never shall he roam Beyond the snowy mountains For in this place…he is home. |
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