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Originally posted on Authentic Photography:

The Land of Liberty
~ Author Unknown

I love my country’s pine-clad hills,

Her thousand bright and gushing rills,
Her sunshine and her storms;
Her rough and rugged rocks, that rear
Their hoary heads high in the air
In wild, fantastic forms.

I love her rivers, deep and wide,
Those mighty streams that seaward glide
To seek the ocean’s breast;
Her smiling fields, her pleasant vales,
Her shady dells, her flow’ry dales,
The haunts of peaceful rest.

I love her forests, dark and lone,
For there the wild bird’s merry tone
I hear from morn till night;
And there are lovelier flowers, I ween,
Than e’er in Eastern lands were seen,
In varied colors bright.

Her forests and her valleys fair,
Her flowers that scent the morning air–
All have their charms for me;
But more I love my country’s name,
Those words that echo deathless fame,
“The Land of…

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Author: Cher

My hope is for people to realize that it is a journey to become whole, that each moment counts, we are not alone, and that balance is the key.

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