Dear Xi'an, The first time I saw you above the white-blue clouds, there may have been a touch of sunset in my eyes. You looked beautiful. Maybe it's because mountains are non-existent in Hamilton, ON - maybe I had Lord of the Rings on the brain. But I composed something on the spot and tried to keep the image in my memory.... Xi'an Mountains His masterpiece is chisel'd gloriously raw & wild, which I try to create. I write. My monument song breaks. You could never capture nor compose the passion of the original artist. We can only see - dazzled. But I'm sure you will surprise me, freak me out - and I hope I can reciprocate. To be honest, I'm more than a little nervous. But then - when am I not? I hope
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