To a mountain girl, give her not the glamour and glitz, give her her mountains.
To a mountain girl, give her not the freedom of anonymity, give her the identity that mirrors her mountain.
To a mountain girl, give her not the bright and the loud, give her the forest's silence.
To a mountain girl, give her not flashes of gold and diamonds, give her her native plants.
To a mountain girl, give her not perfumes or conditioned breath, give her the smell of rain on her mountains red soil.
To a mountain girl, woo her not with your tall tales, seduce her in silence, with strength of character.
To a mountain girl, ask not of what she can give to you, understand what she can give to the world.
To a mountain girl, question not her need to travel beyond, simply know that she can only return to her mountain.
To a mountain girl, give her not the freedom of anonymity, give her the identity that mirrors her mountain.
To a mountain girl, give her not the bright and the loud, give her the forest's silence.
To a mountain girl, give her not flashes of gold and diamonds, give her her native plants.
To a mountain girl, give her not perfumes or conditioned breath, give her the smell of rain on her mountains red soil.
To a mountain girl, woo her not with your tall tales, seduce her in silence, with strength of character.
To a mountain girl, ask not of what she can give to you, understand what she can give to the world.
To a mountain girl, question not her need to travel beyond, simply know that she can only return to her mountain.
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