Thursday, June 16, 2011
winding roads and misty mountains
i was there, my friend...
travel alone across misty mountains...
the air is chilling, my friend...
it could broke bones and the tiring body's unbearable...
this is the path i choose, my friend...
the path of warrior and great heroes of old time...
but alas, my friend...
i seek no glory but God's mercy and forgiveness for my soul...
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I saw your tone in my skin, as you see my shadow on the mirror...
and surely you'll see a great view while you walk your path over the hill...
if only you've cross this path, my friend...
it was winding roads and misty mountains...
and the air were chilling...
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