The hill which
we climbed
It is like
yesterday
The listening of
the whoring wind
The cry of the
wilderness
We sat on the
high peak
Looking at the
valley below
The tiny dots as
far as the eyes could see
Backed up by the
background songs
The silent void
of human voices
Sitting dangling
our legs away
Our minds
floating out to the air
Like dreams of
thousand stars
The hill which
we climbed
The footprints
have stayed in the minds
The years may
have gone without notice
The layers may
have obliterated by rain and wind
Back in the
world
Chasing money
and dreams
Leaving the
footprints behind
On the hill we
climbed
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