Pounding away on the Earth,
A peach lit up the night sky,
And a gigantic beauty was given birth,
The canyon playing protector,
The river following it's torn road,
A path was laid before my eyes,
One that'd lead to my abode,
My torturous walk great,
A never ending battle,
The evil rounding us all up,
Treating us like common cattle,
In my torturous path,
I found my solace atop a hill,
Staring across this majestic view,
And not moping alongside a window sill,
I took the breeze in,
My breath calming nerves,
I would walk my life tall,
No matter how it would curve.
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