My heart
belongs
to the
Highlands
Of
that
there
is no
doubt
I
pray
for
the
day
I
drive
all
that
way
And my
heart
just
gives
out
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
My heart
belongs
to the
Highlands
Of
that
there
is no
doubt
I
pray
for
the
day
I
drive
all
that
way
And my
heart
just
gives
out
with the
joy of
it all.
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Or the pain 😔🖤
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We love those highlands me and my pal Dauphy!
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Will maybe see you up there one day! 👍🖤
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And me! It’s my life’s mission 😄😆. 💙
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Haha excellent!!
They say there ain’t no party like a WP party after all 😉😂🖤
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Hahaha xD definitely 💙
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wow! that is strong and lovely; [poems that spring from one’s heritage invariably are; I think of Peter Allan’s ‘I Still Call Australia Home’ —
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Oooh, I’ll look it up 👍👍🖤
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There’s something mesmerising and profound about the Highlands. It is truly a magical place. It forces your attention away from your problems and into a beautiful, refreshing physical reality.
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Couldn’t agree more my friend.
When you spend so much time in your own head it’s just good to get up there and breathe! 👍🖤
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Yep!!!
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