The Columbia Gorge
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In Dreams I walk through Blue and Gold
A solitary trail makes its way through fields of lupine and balsam root, past a small lone oak tree, as it makes its way disappearing in gold and purple skies of the rising sun.
In Dreams I walk through Blue and Gold
A solitary trail makes its way through fields of lupine and balsam root, past a small lone oak tree, as it makes its way disappearing in gold and purple skies of the rising sun.
