"Upon the Hill at Night"

Up on the hill at night
The wind whispering through the tree tops
I hear an owl hoot in the woods
A cricket chirp in the field
I look down upon the city
The lights twinkling like a Christmas tree
The fire crackling, toasty and warm
My friends all around me
I feel at home, upon the hill at night





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