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Somewhere

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metal-steffi

Published: Feb 23, 2010

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Take me up on the mountains,
Take me down into the valley,
Take me up in the clouds,
Take me down to the abyss,
Take me up on a rollercoaster,
Take me down to the center of the earth...

Take me to the place you call home,
Make it my place too.
Take me to that somewhere,
Where I could be with you.

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2010.02.23

This is my entry submission to the TheDeviantArtGallery's Somewhere Contest.

So, how is this poem related to the theme Somewhere?
Well, this poem is about love and companionship... This poem shows how the author/reader is willing to follow their loved one anywhere, as long as they are together.