Fraser's Hill
The haven of peace and quiet
Cool breezes in the night
The dancers of the light
The years had gone
The time of footprints forgotten
Of the time on the hill
The echo sometimes heard
The faces became distance
The images of youth disappear
The people I once knew
They had gone scattered all around
Leaving behind the time
The youth of the past
The place so cool so quiet
It can bewitch the mind
The call of the jungle treks
The easy ones used to walk there
The misty dew drops the rays of light
The whirring wind songs of the past
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