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My little Rinchonal

Gazing at morning sky with our little droopy eyes. A new day is here, the rain from the clouds have left the city dripping and there the mountain meets sky and the the people moves to our song ..... I hear your little merry little voice in the midst. Yes where the mountain meets the sky... and longing to soar free, yes I see a glimpse of your light this morning.

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