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Climbing up Solsbury Hill. I could see the city lights. The wind was blowing, time stood still. I saw an eagle fly out of the night. He was something to observe. Came in close i heard a voice. Standing stretching every nerve. Had to listen; Had no choice. I did not believe the information, Just had to trust imagination. My heart going boom, boom, boom. Son he said, grab your things i'm going to take you home.
