Looking out my porch, I remember hearing the mountains call me years ago... now the mountains are silent, eerie as it were. Silent whispers mummer leave this place, ready, set, go! Time takes time as I feel the nearness of you, whomever you are. Time to say goodbye to the mountains and hello to irresistible bliss under a painted sky. Make someone happy – drive time at the speed of sound.
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