Ruining hills

Posted: January 28, 2013 in Uncategorized
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hillRunning up hills ,I was  young,

eternity as  meaning, which

marked the trails, imprints

of a pioneer. The state of

my visionary outpost.

looking back now with hair

exhibiting gray, black and

some brewing white, sign of

a gallon knight.  Ever so often I returned  to commune with the past,

rejuvenate  and welcome the presence. The hills, the kid, that was

was  yester-years. The hills, the kid now pending youthful years,

gratuities is an, on ever erring song. The running hills of yester-years.

Youthful outpost, that was growing up,the running hills.

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