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These hills are the cradle of my heart.

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The hills were interlocked at their feet as if in eternal friendship.

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The hills were bright in the light and calming upon the days of rain, ever present, ever beautiful.

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Green hills rose as if to blow kisses to the sky.

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The hills rose as if they were piano keys creating a divine song.

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It felt as if the hills were made the day that Earth breathed easy.

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The hills made the sweetest of caterpillars upon the land.

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These hills captured my soul, they gave me my first real sense of how a home should feel.