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Angel of the Hills
Fresh water keeps your blessed figure,
vegetation maintains your pure life.
Your spirit is the gleaming sight
In my glorious blessed nights.
Your pureness, divine one,
I seek, watching you each day
wandering which is your way,
as my heart searches to be with you today.
My Sheppard and spiritual guide,
Will you guide me to your precious light?
Through all the hard rocks, rivers and streams,
through my toughest nightmares and beautiful dreams.
For you are, my candle and my light.
You, please lead me to the hill of wonderful heights
and when I reach you, all will be right,
then I will sleep with the angels every night.
Lynda Ferrer
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