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A cheer for the snow—the drifting snow! Smoother and purer than beauty's brow! The creature of thought scarce likes to tread. On the delicate carpet so richly spread. With feathery wreaths the forest is bound, and the hills are with glittering diadems crown'd; 'tis the fairest scene we can have below. Sing, welcome, then, to the drifting snow!
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The mountain lies in front of us; Beauitful and breathtaking, I was hot, but i did not fuss, And i was looking forward of when we would swim in the lake. We start the climb, I see a water bottle stand, That costs a dime. i go off the track to get the water, then i sit on the dry land. We continue up the rocky trail.
I am more tired then ever, so my legs start to fail. But i will never stop, never; As the view is exhilarating. I see my town from far away, So breathtaking. I then see a flock of blue jays. After the hike, my desire for a nap is deep. I sludge to my room. I start to sleep, as I nap, the experience of hiking looms.
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The mountain lies in front of us; Beauitful and breathtaking, I was hot, but i did not fuss, And i was looking forward of when we would swim in the lake. We start the climb, I see a water bottle stand, That costs a dime. i go off the track to get the water, then i sit on the dry land. We continue up the rocky trail. questions@whistlingmountain.com