To feel the rush of total freedom flood your veins,In a world above the earth with no restrains.To breath the virgin air and cleanse your mind.To drift upon the ancient wind where there’s no time.No measure needed in the clouds to prove your worth.The essence of your spirit… soars free above the earth.Alone with only you… you find yourself at last with peace,In that moment of life’s passion, when you finally reach your peek,And stand upon a mountain top.
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