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a trip to nowhere, hundred mile you see
The summer, that summer I turned fourteen
Away from my mother, first time indeed
The most beautiful place my eyes had seen
Fruit Orchards as far as one's eye could see
This year I grew, I grew a lot indeed
Amongst the beauty, first time in my teens
I learned of power that fills a need
acapella in the sun, bended knee
the power of a thought, thought to be free
my uncle will never know what it means
the power he gave in a memory
The summer, that summer I turned fourteen
The most beautiful place my eyes had seen
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