Poem -
Free birds fly.
Where the river runs and the free birds fly, and the rainbow ends, we question why..
there's an open space
The sky between
We search forever the great ravine
The love of mountains
Helps us climb, and the view beyond - us dream
We touch the water of a lake, and paddle the open stream.
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