The Mountain Cries
as i leave the place i have come to know so well,the mountain seems to know i am leaving.
as i drive through the mountain pass,
the clouds seem to form white, whispy arms.
as the clouds cluster and the rain falls,
i realize with a sigh, as the mountain cries.
it cries for me to stay, in the place i have
come to know so well, and i answer with my own
tears. "you shall never be forgotten."
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