The Adventure Spirit

You are the changing endless sky,

A mountain of hope standing nearby.

You are the memory innocent and pure,

That heals the wounded heart and the only cure.

You are the song that flows like stream,

From the valleys to the ocean of dreams.

You are the emotion that runs fiercely like horse.

Sometime leaving me sad and morose.

But you are the shoulder that never let me weep,

The sacred place for my heart to keep.

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