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Aug 18, 2007
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Montana Sky
I left my home in California
Looking for some room to breathe.
Found myself in Montana
It seemed like a place to be free.
Its called Big Sky Country
Where the mountain tops soar.
Clear blue skies extend forever
Who could ask for anything more.
No smog, no congestion, no crime
Living your life beneath the Montana Sky
The spaces between heaven and earth
Sets your spirit free, and gives you wings to fly.
Towering Pines reaching toward the heavens
Wide opens spaces, with room to roam.
It’s a special place called Montana
It’s the place that I call home.
— bellavistabear, Aug 18, 2007
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weirdelf
18 years 9 months ago
Gonna be a dental floss tycoon?
bellavistabear
18 years 9 months ago
Well thanks...
weirdelf
18 years 9 months ago
thanks man
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