We climbed
You and I
To the summit
High
Above the city
Where eagles fly
A view so pretty
We touched the sky
Whilst below
What a pity
They could only ask
Why.
We climbed
You and I
To the summit
High
Above the city
Where eagles fly
A view so pretty
We touched the sky
Whilst below
What a pity
They could only ask
Why.
Richmond Road 
hey I’m sure I’ve read that before .. you ‘borrowed’ it from my blog … lol glad you posted it 😉
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Yeah … oh dear …. how embarrassing to be caught out in a bit of self-plagiarism. I am so dull these days that I have to get maximum exposure from even my least inspired musings. So yes – in a moment of weakness I stole it from you, but I doubt that you attributed to it much value anyway.
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lol I attributed it great value … but as the author I guess you are entitled 🙂
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I’ll make you a better one, my little petal.
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ah thanks muchly 🙂
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As long as you know “why?” then it’s all good.
Nice piece. And I enjoyed the sketch with it.
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And sometimes it’s not even that important to really know ‘why’ yourself.
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You do have a point.
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