The mountains may be tall.
The trails may be rough.
The plains may be long.
The desert may be hot.
The moon maby be bright.
The ocean maby be vast.
Yet all the things never come close to you.
who
- Twich
- twich....not much said, iam like the wind you know its there you can feal it but you can never see it.
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