Here I sit
With a city for a home,
My mind wonders
And my thoughts roam.

I think of mountains
With beautiful trees,
Or the sands of the beach
And the endless seas.

A high mountain lake
Reflecting the deep blue sky,
And the soaring eagle
As he glides by.

The whisper of the wind
Or the rush of a stream,
Here I belong
For this is my dream...BWL

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