The Hilltop

Into the sky.

Where earth to sky

Some metres rose

The trees aren’t shy

They strike the pose,

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The bulge of land

Where up greets down

And what lives there

Is not so common,

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The prime estate

Where noble beings

Reach for the light

Their eyes are keen,

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The air’s freshness

Fills the heart

Removes the damp

Makes senses sharp,

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The sight of vistas

Sparks sublime

Awakened joy

Agile mind,

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One sees forever

From those heights

Devoid of lacking

Innate might.

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