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With prairies ahead and
the mountains behind me,
I run to the places where no one can find me,
And there I will gather my strength all around me,
So I can be free and so no one can bind me.
The world always
beckons and calls me to find her,
Explore all her regions, the rough and the kinder,
I stand on the mountains and take off my blinder,
I know there's a God for the earth's a
reminder.
I travel the planet and
visit the nations,
To learn of their customs with no expectations,
Accepting the people of high and low stations,
Communing with strangers to make new relations.
The world is a ring and
I'm here where I started,
Right back where I was, like I never departed,
I saw many places but left most uncharted,
To travel the globe isn't for the faint-hearted.
by David Ronald Bruce Pekrul
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