A range of mount everest,
Of high slopes rippling wit forest.
I felt the glitter of sun baked morning,
And heard the whisper secrets of running.
A dusty sunlight ,
with the touch of percieved moonlight,
evrythng is so pious n inocent about it
I simply believe bringing life to rope...
I simply adore the sight of hope,
I simply dream about the valley of everest,
Which cling into my dreamland wit its wild rally.
A dream to tantalize,
On the fountain usher of realize.
I look for the truth for the cheerfulnes
To understand the theme of beautiness....
Of high slopes rippling wit forest.
I felt the glitter of sun baked morning,
And heard the whisper secrets of running.
A dusty sunlight ,
with the touch of percieved moonlight,
evrythng is so pious n inocent about it
I simply believe bringing life to rope...
I simply adore the sight of hope,
I simply dream about the valley of everest,
Which cling into my dreamland wit its wild rally.
A dream to tantalize,
On the fountain usher of realize.
I look for the truth for the cheerfulnes
To understand the theme of beautiness....
"Lets Climb and Live the Life"

Nice share !
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