I hope I always live within the mountains-held and protected on all sides.

Guarded from the outside world and supported with each sunrise.

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Safe within cupped hands, the mountains Rise, like fingers around me.

My bowl of protection, yet allowing me to roam, safe and free.

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I reside, always watched under their careful, strong gaze.

May they always surround all of my days.

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Not the jagged, too tall kind.

But the rolling green kind, that you can only find.

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Where the green trees take root and the Earth protrudes, beginning again as another one ends.

The mountains my forever majestic, safe, loving friends.