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Valley of the heavens
Awe the valley of the heavens
from the base of the mountains.
Mist covered summits,
not quite bleak on a summers day.

A stiff climb past river, stream and tarn,
until the peak's in sight.
One last mighty breath, till the final assent.

The valley of the heavens where I could not pay the rent.
So beautiful and bewitching, it must be heaven sent.
In my heart and mind I never left, the memory of Snowdonia.
is etched upon my every breath.

By DavidRankinLymn

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